Warm Breeze By Gabriella
If I were summoned
to create a treasure
I would take:
my cat purring loudly when I stroke him,
the crackling noise when my Dad puts bacon on the stove
and my hamster nibbling loudly at a piece of carrot.
My Dog’s cute, little tail when I walk through the door,
pictures of when I was a baby
and my brothers’ faces when I have food.
The berry taste when I put lip balm on,
melted chocolate in my mouth
and the smell of Galloway’s cookies as I walk by.
Grass tickling my toes on a sunny morning,
getting into a comfy, hot bed after a cold, winter day
and the first sip of hot chocolate warming up my body.
The warm breeze as I step of the plane into Spain,
the smell of baby powder
and watching the cheese on my jacket potato melt.
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