My First Gift |
My First Gift |
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-sorry about the topic title; i don't think i could change the topic title
if a mod could change the topic title to "My First Gift" that would vastly great. sorry for the trouble. ![]() My First Gift My love for my baseball glove is of great magnitude, It symbolizes importance, appreciation, and gratitude, Playing catch with my one and only father is breathtakingly magnificent, It’s a sure accomplishment, I feel as though leaves never fall, Sorta like a toll to make an everlasting call, Without the glove in my hand, I feel as though my dreams won’t be able to expand, I want to expand amongst all spheres, Making my uncertainties into cheers, One day I would love to play in front of cheers of fans, It is an American Dreams that rests in my own hands, Something that my father once said to me, He once said “your American Dream is what you want it to be” I believe that my dream lies someplace within the baseball glove, The baseball glove that my father gave to me on my 1st birthday along with the black and white picture of white doves, Everything that my father gave me always had bundles of love packed with every gift. |
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My love for my baseball glove is of great magnitude,
It symbolizes importance, appreciation, and gratitude, Nice way to start off, it sets the tone for the rest in a nice way Playing catch with my one and only father is breathtakingly magnificent, It’s a sure accomplishment, I feel as though leaves never fall, Sorta like a toll to make an everlasting call, Nice way to make the reader visualize what you write, i feel like it could have been a little better though, still not bad. Without the glove in my hand, I feel as though my dreams won’t be able to expand, I want to expand amongst all spheres, Making my uncertainties into cheers, This is probably one of my favorite parts, i don't think it could have been wrote much better One day I would love to play in front of cheers of fans, It is an American Dreams that rests in my own hands, Something that my father once said to me, He once said “your American Dream is what you want it to be” I like how you worded this part, especially the father's quote I believe that my dream lies someplace within the baseball glove, The baseball glove that my father gave to me on my 1st birthday along with the black and white picture of white doves, Everything that my father gave me always had bundles of love packed with every gift I feel like the baseball glove part was wore out by the time you got to the end, i would suggest changing the wording around a tad so that it don't get too repetitive, all in all, this was a good poem, i would rate it as a 7/10, good work. |
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