What's good

I love the feeling of cozy sweaters

Or the warmth of the sun on my shoulders

Receiving handwritten detailed letters

Going to the beach climbing high boulders

I love sitting around a campfire

The luscious smell of pink cotton candy

Riding in pick-up trucks with big tall tires

Strolling through beaches, my toes too sandy

They all give me that warm fuzzy feeling inside

I somehow am never able to hide

This poem is about: 
Me

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