Where does my heart lie?
Where ferns wave at me
and fresh New Zealand air
slowly flows through its fronds.
Where the south branch river
talks to me saying
“Come catch some fish.”
Where sniffs from the nose from a rabbit
sprinting to safety
can be heard from all over the woods.
Where Oak trees grow quietly,
towering over me,
with green-ness everywhere.
This is where my heart lies.
This my place.
What I am learning? I am learning to use personification.
I am going well because I am not needing help as much.
My next step is to write all by myself but I need help to help to make it make sense.