My World

Arm out of the window
Cool wind blowing through my hair.
I watch the trees blur as
We fly by.

Radio blaring,
Friends laughing loudly.
I smile because
I know where I belong.

Head through the sunroof
Breathing in and out.
Fresh air hits my nose,
It’s so refreshing.

Drink at my lips
Cold soda running down my throat.
The liquid quenches
My parched throat.

I see beauty in everything I come across,
From my friends
To the nature surrounding us.
This is a collection of my memories.

This is my world.