Written by Boychild
In the sunny sandy Glamis resting
I see my dirt bike and 4 wheeler and my dad
I smell the gas odor from the motors
I taste my icy water
I hear the vroom vroom of the desert vehicles racing across the sand.
I am proud of this kid, he has been on honor roll, his reading and writing skills have skyrocketed, and his attitude is much better than it was at the beginning if the school year. Plus, this poem is awesome.