I am from, that place where warmth and happiness grow.
That place where I have laughed, cried, fumed, and cherished.
The place where the smells of freshly cut grass lay, and the cool breezes blow.
I am from, the place where words and sounds are one, and where memories and dreams are everlasting.
I am from, the place where my mom would come home to the scent of supper cooking.
I am from the place where my dad and I watched movies, and talk about old times.
That place where paws are scampering to and throw.
Where my life has become.
This place, where I come home to everyday, feels safe and loving.
Where boxes and dust have unraveled, knowing this can be home.
This place where my life has written, has touched my happiness.
This place, will always be in my heart.
This place will always be apart of me.
