I come from a small village north east of Glasgow.
I come from the lightning to sun, sun to snow
I come from Red Devil sunsets.
I come from my dog playing in the snow.
I come from the books of horrid Henry and Biff & Chip.
I come from the peaceful birds and aggressive barking.
I come from the comfy bed on the tiring days.
I come from the smell of Christmas.
I come from the taste of my dads pancakes and pizza.
I come from waking up in the Misty mornings.
I come from the fear of wasps and darkness.
I come from the games from my Xbox.
I come from waking up on Christmas Day overjoyed.
I come from watching movies and YouTube.
I come from waking up after dreams.
Aaron
