I’m not hiding from the war in the temple,
not even in the desert with animals.
I’m nowhere to be found.
I’m not with the parakeet,
not with the fuzzy bears dancing.
I’m in the box with the
one beautiful cup.
by Carlos, 3rd Grade
I’m not hiding from the war in the temple,
not even in the desert with animals.
I’m nowhere to be found.
I’m not with the parakeet,
not with the fuzzy bears dancing.
I’m in the box with the
one beautiful cup.
by Carlos, 3rd Grade