I have everything
and the sweet smell of rain
blooming in the distance.
A fairy tale.
My eyes see the steaming pie
just as my toes feel
it.
I have my silly
old laugh,
my foolish smile.
Everything.
I have love for parents,
brother, and fish.
I have hopes of growing up.
Being a detective.
My summer birthday
just waiting to get a birthday pencil.
I have my lucky freckle and my hairy finger.
My favorite color orange.
Everything.
Just everything.
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