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 * Home is where the Waterfall is**
 * By: Becky Cardinali and her brother Matt Cardinali**

Silent was the earth as I stared at the windmill I sat there and all I could think about was myself As I closed my eyes I could hear the sound of the waterfall But as I slowly opened them back up I knew I wasn't home As furry as the woodland creatures Pondered I did, home is woods

Pondered I did as I slowly strolled into the abyss of the woods I could still feel the crisp breeze emanating from the windmill All I hear are the spontaneous whispers of the woodland creatures As I look into the creatures I can't help but see myself The trees and the rocks softly cajoled, "Welcome home" "This is home?" I replied acquiescently. "But where is the waterfall?"

As day turned to dusk and the creatures entered their slumber I swore I heard them coax, "You will find the waterfall in the woods." Over the river and through the woods waterfall is home In motion is my heart as on a breezy day the windmill A vortex of hope I reflect in myself As my eyes start to shut my ears rejoice at the soothing sound of the snoring woodland creatures

Cock-a-doodle-do the rooster goes awakening the forest, awakening the creatures Majestic, beautiful, wet, running, trickling, splashing waterfall With everywhere I look, with every turn I take, I can't seem to find myself Myself I aspire to find as I'm meandering through the woods Like a clock in the back of my psyche, turns the windmill As the clock tick tocks it seems so far away, my home

E.T. phone home I look at all the features of these stunning creatures Whoosh whoosh my brain is rotating centripetally like a windmill Splish splash I was taking a bath, in the waterfall Over the river and through the woods? I've been here too long, I'm losing touch with myself

To find myself I tell myself Grief envelops me for a tree stump is my home Yet I still find myself struggling through the woods I'm still surrounded by all these animals? Friends? Creatures They simultaneously sing, "We will take you to the waterfall." In the past belong thoughts of the windmill

Through the maze of woods, I see the waterfall No longer do I associate myself with the windmill I am one of the creatures. This is my home.

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