March is here school is almost over.
I walk outside at recess thinking will my summer be bad or good?
My friends say Olivia come play games. While I'm playing I have a feeling deep in my gut that tells me BE STRONG OLIVIA wait till summer then you will find out will it be fun. I come home and say to my self
it will be fun....
lulu bailey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/march-14/
