I belong to Summers in Japan,

And the adventures my grandmother takes me on.

I belong to family vacations that leave everyone exhausted,

But happy they went.

I belong to a family full of laughter,

Who has given me the gift of sarcasm.

I belong to a home that has encouraged me

To be whatever I feel comfortable being.

I belong to a cowardly dog, 

Who is the best in the world. 

I belong to a few close friends, 

and all of their strange jokes and entertaining conversations.

I belong to relatives who remind me that they were there

When I was taking my first steps or saying my first word.

I belong to backgammon tournaments on the sunporch

And to nature walks with my brothers and grandmother.

I belong to old music that is always playing,

And the wrestling matches that always ended with smiles.

I belong to every little thing I know,

And I belong to the world.