Do you hav a super lovely grandma?
well, i do.. i love her so much...
this poem is originally for skool work about "The City" so i wrote it on my hometown, far far away, long long time ago, when i was with her^^*
--------------------------------------------
Many years ago, appears a busy place,
Crowded and packed of human face.
The hard shells groaned and moaned like
A view of countless snails and ants,
Living conditions were tough
No consideration, no care and no love
The city was filled with factories smokes,
Polluted the town among the land.
Dirt and litters spread through the pathway.
Natural environments were hardly lay.
With her, we walked down the streets at night,
Enjoying the crammed atmosphere.
Feeling the warmth of the city, I confess
Never feel lonely nor depress.
Yet, no one found the beauty of it,
But I consider this place very special,
All my prettiest memories I faced,
In the polluted city, it took place.
