Everything different,
New place, New home, New school
My grandma no more to receive me from school,
My mom away because of her school,
I thought what can be my activity after school.
To teach me guitar after school ,
Was my dad’s idea,
With delight I followed him,
“Practice,Practice,Practice”,
I heard this from my dad ,
And “I did,I did” after school,
Now I love my guitar,
Now I see everything different;
Don’t worry about new surroundings,
It may lead to new opportunity.
June 20th, 2011 at 7:14 am
Cool! You might want to mention when you wrote this.