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