A series of poems

The Times

I miss the times in West Virginia.
It was fun it snowed since we lived on a hill. In the winter my brother and I would ride the sleigh. The dogs bark as they chased us around the yard. I miss these times

I miss the times I spent with my dad, we would go to Busco Beach and ride four wheelers all day. To get the mud off we would splash around in the lake and then we would sit and the fire and listen to it crackle. I miss these times.

I miss the times in Italy. Mom and I got to spend time together. We would eat gelato, pizza, and pasta everyday. Bells rang as we walked into churches. I miss these times.

I miss the times when I was with my great grandad and we would play checkers all afternoon. He would always get mad as I clicked buttons on the TV. At Christmas I would sit in his lap and listen to the bells jingle. I miss these times.

These are the times I will never forget.