All about me poem
My name is K.
When I was a little baby I got
held by my arms and got a pair of dislocated arms.
I have experienced a dislocated shoulder.
Some times I like to imagine
That I can fly. The wind in my hair.
The breeze on my skin.
This is me K.
I am sorry about your dislocated arms and shoulder. It must feel very bad when that happens.
ReplyDeleteThe second verse of your poem made me very happy, though. You made me imagine flying. It sounds wonderful!
Excellent job on your poem. ^_^
Love, Granny