My Favorite Place

By Olivia Stevens

Of all the palces to love, I love my Nana and Papa's house the best

The wild flowers bend in the wind

like colorful dots in the distance.

The deer race in the field like my dogs

when they are chasinga a ball.

The smell of yucky mosquito spray, the sounds of all the funny little blue birds, and the taste of the yummy skittles on my lips.

Surrounded by green, green grass for as far as I can see.

There is no place like my Nana and Papa's house.