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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