Poetry

Valeria Espinosa 4/5

Y.T.T

Yesterday was good times,

I used to live in Canada a beautiful place to live in.

I remember the short and long days (winter and summer)

Canada had beautiful sights,

Big great lakes and great camping places.

School was so easy,every day felt like a party.


Now moving to Houston has been terrible.

School got hard,It's very hot,NO SNOW.

I wish I could go back.

Every day feels like torture.


I look forward to a tommorow where everything is back to normal,

Where everything it's just like before.

Where every day is a party,

Where the days get short and long.

Where every day is unexpected and beautiful.