This poem works well as we work at getting students to write about places they have been and places they wish for.
There Is a Place
There is a place
where the museum houses thousands of paintings
seen nowhere else in the world,
the colors so bright they grab your eyes
and hold you there, looking,
where the library is filled with brand new books
waiting for you to open them first,
to tell stories only you could know,
where fresh cherries have no pits,
where puppies never grow old.
There is such a place,
hidden deep
in me.
- Janet Wong
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