My Room Poem by Elia Michael

My Room



I love my room
Its welcome gloom
Its solitude
Its attitude

My room where I
Can laugh or cry
Or play a song
And sing along

Or play the fool
Act really cool
Do my homework
Is that berserk?

I love my room
A cosy womb
Not lots of space
But it's my place

Friday, June 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: room
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Elia Michael

Elia Michael

Xylophagou, Larnaka, Cyprus
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