I see my front yard with the not so green grass
The quiet street with one car parked on it
The other houses in my neighborhood
Some big
Some small
I see the neighbors walking in the fresh air
My dog barking at all the bypassers thinking he’s protecting my family
My mom fetching the mail to see if any of her packages have arrived
I see the kids running around like dandelions in the wind
The cars with drivers that are always waving
My friends outside waiting for me
I see my home
