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Sara's Room
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Sara's Room

Poem By Konjit Berhane

Our favorite room used to be
Now repaired and renewed
The new room I hate to see
And it doesn’t look as funny and homey to us and esp. me

It was my bedroom and TV room
It was my study and playroom.
And even our park
For we used to slide on the stairs using a refrigerator box
Some times we scare our maid by pulling black socks
And she would scream thinking they were rats
And curse us while we laugh out our guts

Later on, at night called by our parents
Laugh at what we did and the disguise
But to make her happy mom calls us nuts

All this in my favorite room
Enda Disara.

Enda Disara. – Sara’s room

16 September,05

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lovely and cute poem konjit!
This is a very sweet poem with charming innocence.