Monday, October 15, 2007

my room

My room
My relaxing and peaceful place
where i listen to music
My sanctuary

My room
My organized and clean room like
walking into a hotel room
My personal space

My room
My window open
the wind blowing fresh air
that cools me down

My room
a place where all my emotions come out
a place where i have
dreams and nightmares

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

great poem!!
Aviva

ofir said...

Your poem is so good!!!!

sharon said...

thanx for commenting my poem



sharon