What I miss in India
Dear readers, I know that I haven’t written my blog for a lot of months so I decided to write a poem which says what I miss in India. What I miss in India I miss my house, I miss my mouse. I miss my friends, and our secret trends. I miss my garden, I miss my fountain. I miss my school, I miss my pool. I miss my basketball class, I miss looking out through the window glass. I miss going to school, I miss making my friends fool. I miss playing in park, I miss going to bazaar. I miss making charts in school, I miss my arts class in school. I miss my dance I use to learn, I miss my aunts which use to love. I miss my music plays, I miss my picnic days. I miss playing in G2 lobby Because it was my favorite hobby!! Thanks readers to take time to read my poem. Wait for my next post and I bet my next post would be better than this one and would be interesting. BYE-BYE!!!