levicoro3303

This is my first poem I've ever finished!
          	Let's see how I improve since then when I write a hole book XP
          	
          	
          	  Always There, New or Old
          	
          	  A new school, a new world
          	  Hundred of mates sharing knowledge
          	  Each one with their own story
          	  We're constantly learning new things
          	  Every day and every holiday
          	
          	  I felt enthusiastic when I saw
          	  Nobody seems to notice me there
          	  I understand that well
          	  'Cause they are new for me
          	   And I'm new for them
          	
          	  I didn't understand a sentence
          	  Only "hola","gracias", few more words
          	  But I still comprehend them
          	  With their feelings on their faces
          	  Their smiles when I get it right
          	  Their kindness, their sympathy
          	  They were always there
          	
          	  My new class was quite small,
          	  Very relaxed with orange
          	  Curtains on the windows
          	  Some maps on it walls
          	  And some rubbish on the floor
          	
          	  In spite of it, our love for one another
          	  Was always there, even on worst days
          	  We showed it directly or indirectly
          	  But its always there in all of us
          	
          	  Of course sometimes I miss a lot
          	  My old friends - I know I won't see them
          	  Again in our old sweet school
          	  But I keep a piece of all of them 
          	  And each one of them in my heart
          	
          	
          	( Originally an English homework about 
          	being new at a school ) 

levicoro3303

This is my first poem I've ever finished!
          Let's see how I improve since then when I write a hole book XP
          
          
            Always There, New or Old
          
            A new school, a new world
            Hundred of mates sharing knowledge
            Each one with their own story
            We're constantly learning new things
            Every day and every holiday
          
            I felt enthusiastic when I saw
            Nobody seems to notice me there
            I understand that well
            'Cause they are new for me
             And I'm new for them
          
            I didn't understand a sentence
            Only "hola","gracias", few more words
            But I still comprehend them
            With their feelings on their faces
            Their smiles when I get it right
            Their kindness, their sympathy
            They were always there
          
            My new class was quite small,
            Very relaxed with orange
            Curtains on the windows
            Some maps on it walls
            And some rubbish on the floor
          
            In spite of it, our love for one another
            Was always there, even on worst days
            We showed it directly or indirectly
            But its always there in all of us
          
            Of course sometimes I miss a lot
            My old friends - I know I won't see them
            Again in our old sweet school
            But I keep a piece of all of them 
            And each one of them in my heart
          
          
          ( Originally an English homework about 
          being new at a school )