Home Is The Place

It's been two years

Since I moved here

One year

Since I called it my home

Home is the place

With more dirt roads

Than paved

And the dirt roads

Carry the name

Of your friend's grandfather

Home is the place

With the pond

And the stream

That is clearer

Than the sky

On a nice summer day

Home is the place

Where friends' houses

Are 15 minutes away

But always worth the drive

Home is the place

With the school

That has the principal

Who knows everyone's name

Where the grade

Has 30 kids

And you are friends

With at least 15

Of them

Home is the place

With mountains

So green

You question

Your eyesight

And then remember

Everything

Here

At home

Is real

No fakes

Home is the place

With pine trees

For miles

And blue skies

Stretch

Even farther

Home is the place

With my

Family

My friends

Home is the place 

Meant for me

Posted in response to the challenge Community & Housing-Writing.

Gali

VT

14 years old

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