My Home

April 29, 2011
By Anonymous

My Home makes me think of warmth.
The tender care, the comfort and protection, it makes me feel cozy and no need for perfection.

My friends make me think of laughter. All of the memories that we have spent together, i know that our friendships will last forever.

My school makes me think of boredom. Class after class, it's truly a bummer. I count down the days until it is summer.

Summer makes me think of freedom.
Hot days, late nights, and the warm sun, that creates endless memories of all of our fun.

My Home makes me think of love.
Comfort, family, and being whoever i want to be, Home is where i am free.

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