The reason why I stand tall on my own two feet;
with my head held high.
Summer beaches and winter fireplaces.
Thickshakes and hot chips.
Whispered secrets.
Weekend sleepovers.
Laughing loudly.
Popcorn and chocolate.
Movie nights and shopping sprees.
Lollies galore.
Journeys near and far.
Cuddles and kisses.
Midnight strolls.
Acceptance and belonging.
Memories that will last a lifetime.
Shoulder like a sponge.
Ears like a bat.
Wide open arms.
Eyes that see the truth.
A blinding smile.
Second family.















Comments
It seems rather familiar...
Midnight strolls, that's me!
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