thank you... to my bed that offers a warm place to rest my head and assures me a pleasant awake.
thank you... to my mom, who gives me a big hug each morning and asks how i slept before offering me coffee.
thank you... to my friends who laugh with me and make classes one thousand times better.
thank you... to my teachers who teach me things i need to know even if i don't know it at the time.
thank you... to my brother, who still gives me a hug when he gets home from school.
thank you... to my laptop, allowing me an easier way to write the stories i love.
thank you... to my dad who makes me laugh every-single-day.
thank you... to my desk lamp, that glows letting me to create during my prime hours.
thank you... to the authors that write my favorite stories, so i can escape at the end of the day.
thank you... to everyone and everything i love. (i could continue this list, but we'd be here all day.)
i wrote this as school was ending, sometimes you have to sit back and say thank you.
p.s. this was heavily inspired by Bombadil's song Thank You
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