My Backyard

• Sarena La, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2007

in my backyard i can hear the cars passing by
rushing to get to work
i can hear the birds singing to one another and i can hear the neighbours dog barking so loudly
i can see ants marching up the wall
i can see plants and trees growing from the other side of the fence
i feel the cool breeze coming to my body
i feel the tiny rocks prickling my feet and i feel my eyes hurting from the sun
i can smell the great smell of nature