Poem by Lissa Clark

My Room

 

My room reminds me of the rest of the world.

My room reminds me of my childhood.

My room reminds me of my young and lonely days.

My room helps me to grow up and accept changes.

My room indicates the past, the present, the future and hope.

All this despite the walls are green

The curtains are blue,

Bits and pieces from many parts of the world and

To condense my room is my world..

 

Lissa Clarke