Pd: Claire J.

I Remember Poem

I remember going to Nantucket Island

The way the sea salt smelled from the ocean

And how the pizza smelled freshly made.

I remember the taste of that very hot pizza

Like lava and pepperoni had just entered my mouth.

The Cisco beach sand's touch is very smooth but rocky

as the hot sand slid out of my hand

The sand was a oven, burning my feet as I walked.

I remember watching the big orange sun set

How the sun slowly went down, as if it was going to sleep.

Each time I recall this memory, I start to smile

while my heart is beating

It all brings back to memories of my favorite vacation spot.