Allusion Poem: Final

Braiding my brown hair into two piggy tails

Putting on my blue checkered dress

Carrying my brown weaved basket

Looking over the rainbow

Where the blue birds fly every morning

I’m going to follow the road will lead me to success

I’m going to follow the road will help me find friendship

Taking my first step on the road  

My slippers shine bright on a rainy day

When the skies is gray my slippers turn red

The storm has hit, it rushes through my face

My parents fighting once again

I just want to escape from this world

Now I have, into this wonderful land 
people call Oz

Walking down the road, seeing corn for miles

No one in sight, no friends I see, I just don’t believe my eyes 

I enter this new world, all in color

With things so small, but other things massive

I look at them from right to left

Giving people a helping hand

When they are at their lowest point

No brain, no heart and no courage

Things that my friends desire in life  

Taking my friends somewhere

Where their dreams can come true

A place where they can get a

A brain, a heart, and courage

But continuing to get home sick

And wanting to be with my family once again

I click the heels of my slippers three times 

There’s no place like home, There’s no place like home I say to myself 

From this journey I have learned
that a heart is no judged by how much you love
but by how much you are loved by others 

Upbraiding my braids

Unbuckling my shoes

I can’t wait to fall asleep and wake up to another