Thursday, March 19, 2020
Monday, March 2, 2020
Where I'm from poem
where I'm from...
I am from the cold Canterbury wind,
Drifting across the cold winters water.
I am from the fresh running water,
Trickling down my back as i reach the surface of the lake.
I am from the warm towels,
Fresh out of the dryer.
I am from the freshly made hot chocolates,
Warmed by my mothers hands.
I am from relaxing in front of the tv,
To cuddling with my dog.
All these have been my loves
My memories
And where i'm from
-Chloe Southard
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