I'M SICK OF THIS HATE

The air makes me airsick
The people make me homesick!
The dogs make me dogsick
And the vehicles make me carsick

The roads are too long
The people and I don't get along!
The dogs bark all night long
This is where I just don't belong.

I miss all my tall trees
And Nana's fresh brownies
I miss the soft breeze
Which dances with the leaves.

I miss my bedroom
And through the window
I'd watch fuchsias bloom-
I miss my toy-filled playroom.

(A true story in which I had to leave my home that I grew up in since childhood)