Our favorite room used to be <br />Now repaired and renewed <br />The new room I hate to see <br />And it doesn’t look as funny and homey to us and esp. me <br /> <br />It was my bedroom and TV room <br />It was my study and playroom. <br />And even our park <br />For we used to slide on the stairs using a refrigerator box <br />Some times we scare our maid by pulling black socks <br />And she would scream thinking they were rats <br />And curse us while we laugh out our guts <br /> <br />Later on, at night called by our parents <br />Laugh at what we did and the disguise <br />But to make her happy mom calls us nuts <br /> <br />All this in my favorite room <br />Enda Disara. <br /> <br />Enda Disara. – Sara’s room <br /> <br />16 September,05<br /><br />Konjit Berhane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sara-s-room/
