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Coming to America


 * Atlantic** is the home you want to be.
 * I love to read many **books** in this place
 * The **cooks** in the kitchen are very great
 * Donation** is something they like to do
 * Education** is something they gave me
 * My **family** was helpful for my growth

· I went **golfing** with my friend · I rode a **horse** by myself · The horse was **independent** · **James** was the person in there. · He had a **Kleenex** with him · Because he had a **lame** cold


 * McDonalds** was the next place we went to
 * I saw some people who were very **nice**
 * We ate some very **outstanding food** there.
 * We **played** some games while seating in the place.
 * The home coming **queen** was so new to me
 * She **rules** the school with great love, hope and cares.


 * I have to **search** for thing to do online.
 * The **technology** is very helpful.
 * I have a **vast** interest in this place.
 * I am left in the **wild** to play soccer
 * The x-ray showed that I did break my leg
 * Some **yellow** bile was coming out my bone
 * I can’t go to the **zoo** I like so such.

By victor

I Feel This When…

I feel this when you look into my eyes, And grin that charming grin. When I know you’ll never cease to surprise, Me with your own weird spin.

I feel this when I know that you’re watching, My every move you know. A way of you feeling my heart beating, Your love to me you show.

I feel this when I miss you with my whole, Missing you everyday. Seeing you very soon is my first goal, No matter what I pay.

I feel this when you mess my hair all up, Running your fingers through. As I am drinking from you love-filled cup, I know your love is true.

I feel this when you sit and talk to me, About the smallest thing When you make me feel as if I am free, Your love I sometimes sting.

I feel this when you never leave my side, I’ll love you till I die. And even when you swallow all your pride, You make me want to sigh.

And I feel this when we get all mushy, Telling one of our love. Our love can be a little bit pushy, But still sent from above.

What is this I can not identify, A feeling of being. Hopeful tears of joy is what I do cry, Feeling loved is the thing.

I feel so loved by you when you are you!

By keri claybourn

 My Everyday. By Keri Claybourn 

At the beginning of my everyday, All I am wanting to see is your face. To be there, lying next to you by me, With you I’m sharing my intimate space.

In afternoon all I’m wanting is you, To be held in your loving, warm embrace with you holding me as close as you do. Your arms, I never want to leave that place.

And at the ending of my everyday, I’m cuddling ever so closely to you. To be with you no matter what I pay, My only wish to whisper that “I do.”

This sonnet tells you of my honest love, And how you have been sent from high above.

I’m going to Adventureland A weekend very soon And then I’ll have a bon fire That glows beneath the moon

soon then to camp is where i'll go To rough it in the wood With simple port-o-potties And food that should be good

D is for disc golfing Far out by Sunny Side E is next for eating Like the fish I catch outside

Then I’ll go out driving For Chinese fire drill I’ll take my friend to HuHot The meat cooks on the grill

i to me means ice cream Perhaps TCBY Then I’ll jump on Em’s trampoline And try to touch the sky

K is for kite flying Oh! I hope it doesn’t sink I want to drink some lemonade Preferably it’s pink

Nicole can do the mowing While I take a nature walk Maybe by the ocean While my cousin and I talk Putt-Putt golf is on my list I’ll make a hole in one And then we’ll hit the Dairy Queen Dipped cones are always fun

Vamos al Rancho Grande Para churros y fajita Then perhaps we’ll do some swimming Out at Lake Anita

I hope to get a deep dark tan Throughout July and June And then I’ll watch the movie UP Carl’s house cloaked in balloons Vacation is my destination Washington and Illinois I’ll meet my wilderness pals To shout with lots of noise

Hopefully I won’t need x-rays Because I hurt myself Should I read my yellow book That’s lying on the shelf?

At last I’ll visit the Doorly zoo To make memories that won’t die Then I might get a little sad As summer says goodbye

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