Here I lay in England
In my green and pleasant homeland.
For once the sun is shining
Umbrellas are not required.
Birds sing, flowers bloom
Spring is here in full.
But man, I miss America.
I crave good coffee
Sweet potato crumble
Bagels with cream cheese.
For sure, I miss America.
Guitar Hero
DDR
Snow angels and sunsets.
Y’know, I miss America.
Road-trips
Dance moves
Jumping in the swimming pool.
Vocabulary disintergrating
Laughing at an accent
Mine
Theirs
Mine with a trace of theirs.
The culture clash.
The people.
Once friends
Now family.
I do not love the flag
the President
the medical system.
I do not buy the dream.
But I sure do miss America.
