Poem about Teen Life

This is a poem I was given 10 minutes to write in a beginner writing class - my instructor liked it, so I thought I would post it here to get feedback - I've lots to learn but this is so fun!

My Bedroom

© Loree

My bedroom is my sanctuary,
my place to be me

The worries of the day
melt into the sea

My bed is of logs,
the mattress is high

The sheets are flannel,
the duvet makes me sigh

My table has come here
from grandma's past

I cherish this piece
as it was one of her last

The mirror is old
but shines like new

When I glance at myself
I can see right through

I hear nothing in my room
and I like it that way

I crave silence and peace
for much of the day

I smell the ocean,
I taste it too

The feeling is calming,
I've nothing to do


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Published: Nov 2008
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  1. it's very simple but it conveys so much...

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