PD 1, VERNA T

I remember Poem

I remember my old big house

The way the fresh cut grass smelled

And how the trees swayed side to side

I remember the taste of mud when I fell

Like a big wave of mud

Knee's touch the slimy, slippery ground

and the impact of a rocket.

I remember me playing with my friends

How the hours flew by, playing what ever we felt like.

Each time I recall this memory, I feel upset because,

moving away from the home you loved hurts

I miss being at my house