In my Evanston, school is where I come to learn.
There’s lots of people and places and things.
In my Evanston we have snow and puddles.
In school you have athletes who play lots of sports.
You have lots of places like Aldi and James Park,
Lots of Animals to.
Friends are our paths to the way of life itself.
Without them there are potholes in our souls.
Walking home the skies are bright and the cars fill the streets.
At home my cats are feisty.
There are dark skies,
and Christmas lights!
Books fill the house all over.
My bed is a paradise.
To the bright white lights to the orange and red.
My cats are everywhere sleeping on my bed.
This is my Evanston.