I wonder about my future .
I hear I listen to the teacher.
I see computers.
I want to go home .
I pretend to learn .
I see more computers.
I worry no going home .
I cry my family.
I understand I have to read .
I say can I go to bathroom
I dream good freedom
I try to go home .
I hope be my family.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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Ibrahim, you wrote a good poem! It really shows who you are!
ReplyDeleteMs. Julie G.
Wow Ibrahim, great poem! Your blog looks good! Watch your spelling! :) Ms. Liza
ReplyDeletewow, it is good poem I like ur poem keep it up?...
ReplyDeletehi it is reall good poem i like it vwry much...
ReplyDelete"It really shows who you are!"
ReplyDeletetrue. keep it up man