A Poem on Being Home….

Where we wear ankle socks, because it’s barely cold.

Where we are still going to the beach and tanning in Autumn.

It’s a whole new world.

Where our fashion sense is improving,

Where daylight savings is a thing,

Where we talk slang and we understand it.

Where my blog flourishes.

We are so far from everything,

But we can explore our backyard.

Neighbours turn into friends,

We are becoming humble,

And we are a giving place to be.

There is still room to grow,

We shine and we learn.

Where we listen to the same music,

But we have new fashion.

Yes, it’s pricey, but we love it!

Complaining doesn’t come,

And our attitude stays positive.

We try new food,

We dine and wine.

Who doesn’t love it here.