I remember poem
I remember driving down to Disney World
the way the long trip felt smelling the
beautiful spring air and how the flowers from
outside smelled unbelievable
I remember the rest stop food
the hotdogs as wide as two fingers
The hotdogs touch made my hands feel greasy
the hotdogs felt like a slippery fish
I remember walking into the park
how the screaming of all the kids
made me feel happy
Each time I recall this memory, I
feel like I'm still there seeing all the kids
waiting in line with cheer and seeing all the
family's having fun
Your poem is pretty good!
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