pd:3 Alex,L

                                                                I Remember Poem

               I remember falling into the prickly bushes 

               The way the flower smelled, fruity on my walk home

               And how delicious the bread smelled when I walked through the Italian market

               I remember the best pizza I've ever had

               It was like bits of heaven in my mouth

       

               The workers touch as he smothered the pizza in sauce 

               I always liked to watch the pepperoni dance onto the pizza 

               I remember the greasy grill and the small tables

               How the bathroom never worked and all the cartoons on the wall

               

               Each time I recall this memory I fill with joy and happiness

               Smiling whenever I pass a pizza place 

               The smells of that place remind me of home and i will never forget