Introspection Poem by Sandria Boroff

As the weather is bad
and my mom at work,
As we don't have school
and the trees and the houses
are covered with fog.
As my brother and I
are finishing our chores
and before we play.

If Moses and I
are dancing competition.
Move our hands and feet
and follow the moves,
As we sing along:
As the air plane,
That the night sky,
Like shooting star
I wish right now,
Wish right now,
Wish right…now!

If are full energy force, -
As our hands move in the air
and our feet slide
As the music is done
I jump in the air,
As happy, happy,
I ‘am happy to have won!

Who shall be happy?
After bother loses!