Barn+Jessee_10

Barn

I can smell the oil From the blue bucket Ready to be put in the Gigantic green tractor

I can feel the slivers in the Brown dusty wood Up stairs on the Red tool banch

I can see the tools perfectly Organized from littlest to Biggest on the barn Wood wall

Outside of the barn I can smell the freash Cut strait green And yellow grass

I can taste the burning Of barn wood coming from The burn pile hidding Behind the red pick-up truck

I can remember the memeris About playing around with My sister beside me trying To catch me