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

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