I long to feel the grass beneath my feet
The country air filling my nostrils
The cold water splashed against my arm
The sun peeking through my windows in the morning
I long for the family I had
The smell of gravy cooking in the morning
All their warm smiles
Their laughter
I long for West Virginia
My true home
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I'm listening to I Still Miss Someone by Johnny Cash. He made me write this. I've never lived in West Virginia, but I've been their when I was younger, and I'm waiting to go home, to my home away from home.
The country air filling my nostrils
The cold water splashed against my arm
The sun peeking through my windows in the morning
I long for the family I had
The smell of gravy cooking in the morning
All their warm smiles
Their laughter
I long for West Virginia
My true home
......................
I'm listening to I Still Miss Someone by Johnny Cash. He made me write this. I've never lived in West Virginia, but I've been their when I was younger, and I'm waiting to go home, to my home away from home.
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