When I wish, I wish Donald Trump wasn’t the president of the united states.
When I cry, I am crying about my loved ones that have past away.
When I imagine, I imagine me swimming in money and telling everybody ‘’I’m rich.’’
When I smile, I smile to the ones have been dismissed for a long time.
When I wonder, I wonder about what the future will be like.
When I sweat, I sweat when I run around the field.
That’s what makes me who I am.
By Pita Lei
Love your poem Pita!
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