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What I Call Home...
I am from birch trees.
From Levi’s comfort, and Chevy tough.
I am from the white raised ranch
Where all friends are welcome into its cozy atmosphere.
I am from the tall grassy fields that blow in the summer breeze,
The sunset upon the never ending railroad tracks,
Each sun that I watch drop below the horizon is majestic and peaceful as the one before.
I am from a good dinner and having a good time with family and friends.
From a loving grandmother who lives down the road and lets me eat anything in her cupboards,
Amazing parents who go to the highest extremes to keep their kids happy and successful.
I am from the friendly, and the comforting,
From being told a million times “you can do anything you set your mind to,”
And having people that care by my side the whole way.
From Christmas dinners where my family comes together, and we open gifts with glistening eyes.
I’m from a hockey game every Sunday morning,
In the bleachers screaming at the top of my lungs at my little brother.
I’m from Massena, New York, born and raised,
From horse racing and farming,
Steak and potatoes,
From the river where I stand in the middle and can fish all day long, and the woods of my grandfather.
From the bumps and bruises of a bike fall,
The back yard pool and cookouts on hot summer days.
From joking and laughing all the time,
From a future that has love and care, hard work and determination.
From each place that makes my heart warm, I like to call home.