It is my first day at school
which is kind of cool,
I entered the gate
my time awaits.
I stood in front of the class
which made my day last,
A wonderful teacher
I felt I could reach her.
As I was walking near the classroom feeling nervous,
the teacher said “I’m at your service.”
Meeting new friend
His laughter helps me mend
Home sweet home we’re finally free.
My siblings agree.
I smell fresh air,
that’s what I care.
Feeling sad, depressed and not like I have won
I am still thankful for what my parents have done