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Journey to Dinner

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I walk through the cold dark winter . Hands red shivering but nothing can stop me from getting home in time for dinner. My eyes are closed,from frost going through the air. Then I thought in my mind im almost there. I saw a huge family and Deer then stop and stared,but I had to get to that dining room chair. The blizzering snow is all I could here my ears turned bright red and I started to tear. I could barely see the snow white winter trees and there was snow piled up to my knees. I really want breakfest and supper or do they call that brinner but the good thing is I didn't stay to long at that recreation center and my mom smiled because I got home just in time for dinner.

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PurpleOreo said...
Jun. 16, 2012 at 4:05 pm
I like the concept and idea. But, I kinda off got lost towards the second half of the poem. Godd job still (:
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