I am in my home, a home I call my own,
where I always come and go,
where I always remember and I gather,
my beautiful memories and togetherness.
My angels are here, my friends were here,
my little school is still here and
the old tree I use to shade my self,
still exists,but bigger and greener.
Oh, the weather is great,cool and relaxing,
and the bing cherries,are plump and red,
you'll never guess what else I eat here,
I hope you like them too,cause,
Taco Bells are still the best here.