Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
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