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Mae Cooper

The Journey

Onward we travel, with each step we take, Through valleys low and mountains high we create A path uncharted, a journey unknown, With each new route, our courage has grown.

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We’ve crossed rivers wide and deserts vast, Our determination holding steadfast. And though the road ahead may be unclear, We’ll keep moving forward without any fear.

Where I’m From

I am from the cherry blossom tree in my front yard Spilling her pink and white blooms, beautiful and pure To me, it represents a time of renewal, but is fleeting

I am from my tiny collection of snow globes That I have collected over the years Waiting to overflow the ledge of my bookshelf

I am from the incense stick that I light To pray and offer food to God before I eat It has a woody smell, with hints of jasmine

I am from our festival, Diwali We light every candle we have And pray to God for good luck and prosperity And light fireworks, bursts of color everywhere

I am from my family’s grand piano Its black and white keys waiting to be pressed An instrument that can be both beautiful and powerful Sometimes at the same time

I am from my stack of books A never ending tower Of mystery, action, and adventure When I flip through the pages An aroma of sandalwood and cedar Meet my nose

I am from all those moments Stored in a safe place next to Hundreds and thousands of other Cherished memories that I could never bear to lose

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