I am from the Jazz Capital of the World, From colorful festivals and the bayou state. I am from the waiting lines under the shade. sunshine, trees, it tasted like raspberry tea. I am from the...
Tani Biacan
I am from farmlands, From the smell of manure and tall trees. I am from the dark days under the sky. Pizza, pasta, it tasted like a delicacy. I am from the land of Christmas markets, The amazing...
Erick Morales
I am from the Land of the Sea From crystal blue water and yummy foods I am from the crashing waves under the orange sunsets Hot meat on a grill, it tasted like grilled fish I am from the soft...
Tessa East
I am from Christmas Markets, From big chocolates and yummy bratwursts. I am from the place of animals who live under the lovely trees Where I felt the warm embrace of a hug, it tasted like love...
Aurora
I am from Pearl of Orient Seas, from red, white, blue, and yellow. I am from the lovely noises under the songs. The breeze, and the splashes, it tasted like freedom. I am from the beach the...
Julianna
I am from where red roses thrive From eagles flying proudly and waves roar I am from the Magic Dragon under the pine sprouts. I’ve seen the many trees they tasted like freedom. I am from crabs...
Natalie