“Hymn of Meme’s House”

Glory to Meme’s house,
for all the fun and crazy things we do there.
The pranks, the goofiness.
Glory to the love we give eachother.
The hugs, the tough love.

Glory to the southern noise,
the small comments we make,
suck it up,
cheer practice today
the mall tomorrow
All is well in love and shopping.

Glory to the amazing food At Papito’s
were we go all the time.
the sizzling, spicy food
Glory to the new creations we make by being goofy,
the tasty chocolate pretzels.

Glory to the sounds,
the sirens of police,
the honking of horns,
the low hum of birds in the morning,
Glory to the barking of Rowdy
he always wakes you up
the knocking on the door from a late night out.

The day to leave is always the worst,
good-bye great food, no chores,
good-bye great people, noisy streets,
so long Meme trust that I’ll be back.
Because I said it before and I’ll say it again
Nothing is better than Meme’s house.

By: Carley C.

Posted on December 13, 2012, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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