A place of peace and quiet. A place of cats and dogs, sisters and brothers,mothers and fathers.
The school bell rings in the morning and the children laugh while they play.
The winter is cold but the houses are warm, the grass is green and dinners are tasty.
The American dream.
A nice quiet town with a nice quaint downtown.
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I could picture the pleasant quality of the community. However, it is lacking some personal quality. The poem would be nicely enhanced if you added some of your personal emotion.
I liked the poem you wrote because it reminds me of my community as well. I like the fact that you made it seem so pleasant. Its like I almost want to go there and see what its like. I like how you compared it with the american dream. Good job :)
It seems your community is typical of the ideal place to live. It seems peaceful and a safe place to raise kids. I also like how you incorporated the American dream, but the American dream doesn't come all nice and packaged as the poem seems to indicate. But it is a good poem.
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