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My Neighbors

My Neighbors

By Fatima Naranjo

Ja, Ja, Ja, that’s
what I hear every day
next to my house.

They are my neighbors
they always are smiling
they are as old as the sky
and theirĀ hair looks as
white as a cloud.

They always are good
neighbors.

 

This poem makes me...
  • Think (33%)
  • Smile (33%)
  • Somber (0%)
  • Surprised (0%)
  • Feel a Connection (33%)
  • Inspired (0%)
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