I Am The Desert

I am the desert

When I feel the burning hot sun,

when I hear the coyotes howling,

When I touch the hot smooth sand,

When I see painted sand,

I am the desert.

Hello, How Are YOU?

This poem “I Am The Desert” is written

by a fourth grader named TOM, I attached

his original piece and hope that you give

the young poet some encouragement, 😉

Thank YOU for the visit!

Happy Thursday !  😉 😉 🙂

To read Tom’s other poem. check it here:


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