When I look inside my very own room, I see a room that used to be owned by my older sister. When I look inside my very own room, I see a shelf of some of the toys I have received over the years. When I look inside my very own room, I see a twin sized bed, that I got a couple years ago. When I look inside my very own room, I see a shelf with gobs of my favorite books. When I look inside my very own room, I see a bunch of, sports posters around the wall. When I look inside my very own room, I see a dresser with some very special items on top of it. When I look inside my very own room, I see a closet full of clothes, puzzles, and boardgames. When I look inside my very own room I see a window that I look out of every single day. When I look inside my very own room, I see my very own personality.
This is a poem written by my 9 year old brother Simeon. He was very eager to have you guys read it.