My Place

My place is my family's cottage, This is a place I call home. I feel the cool grass under my feet, My hands gooey from marshmallows, And cold popsicle juice dripping onto my hands, I taste the gooey s'more in my mouth, I taste the juicy hamburger with Ketchup and lettuce, I see the ocean down the hill and cousins playing in the water. I smell the barbecue, and I hear the fire crackling behind me, And I hear my cousins laughing, This is a place I call home.