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My Place

My Place

By: Greison Visoria

 

Whenever no taste

And you just wanna be alone

I go to my place

To get back in my zone

My place has all kinds of colors

Like blue, pink, red, and green

My space is not special

But it is perfect for me

 

My place is my happy place

It reminds me of good times

With friends and family

Like the time I went to Disneyland

Or the Statue of Liberty

When I got to Play baseball in a tournament

With my friends and thunder buddies

Memories are savored in my place

Because this is

MY PLACE

This poem makes me...
  • Think (9%)
  • Smile (36%)
  • Somber (0%)
  • Surprised (0%)
  • Feel a Connection (45%)
  • Inspired (9%)
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