Poetry by Cheri

Some like the mountains, some like the seashore

The air in the mountains is thin, fresh and crisp

The air at the seashore is damp, salty and fresh

That is what I smelled.

The air in the city is heavy, smoky and cloudy

Breathe in the mountains the fresh air

Look around and see the sights and enjoy the sights

Look upon the shore and imagine who lives under the water

So enjoy what you see around the country.