Welcome To My World Poem by Roshan Sabapathy

Welcome To My World



The mountain of clothes looks like a treacherous climb
Daddy’s big raincoat would make a great slide
The soft comfortable sofa, a trampoline with more than flight
The pots and pans, a nifty drum for my band
The box of tissues, a car, a truck or even a van
The blanket on my bed is a perfect cover as my tent

Welcome to my world,
Where everything is something else,
Through the eyes,
Of a three year old mind.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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looking at my 3 year old son, I wrote this.
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