I see a red plane flying above me
Tan sand dunes sit in front of me
A white dog walks past me
A gray trailer lay beside me
A blue ocean wiggles by me
A black stove stands up straight
A brown seagull flies over head
Green grass grows beneath me
A striped towel dries in the air
I hope you read this from me to you
LarshopsWithoutBorders 
I love the poem! Sometime I’ll have to share the poem I wrote several years ago about our train ride from Montreal to Albany. Love, Mom P. S. Please remember to add the author’s name at the beginning of an entry!
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Great poem boys!!
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