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!!!
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