Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Sasha Richardson's Birthday Poem

He has a
white sweater...
he is nice
We are buddies.
He isn't any
regular boy
because I got
to know him.
He is dark skinned,
and always wears
head phones.

I remember
when I first
saw him.
He didn't
speak
to me.
He seemed
sweet.
He is smiling now.

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