To Jaylyn from Janette
I am happy and tired.
I wonder if you’re tall.
I hear birds.
I see a Chirstmas trees.
I want wii games.
I am happy and tired.
I pretend I’m rich.
I feel hair.
I touch finger nails.
I worry about my uncle Martin.
I cry when I get hurt.
I am happy and tired.
I understand that I’m ten.
I say my mom loves me.
I dream my bird is still alive.
I try to listen to Mrs. Kushin.
I hope my uncle Martin comes back home.
I am happy and tired.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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