His hair ain’t no wig, it’s a real fancy like hair.
Not golden, not special, just right! He’s not infected, he wasn’t bitten, no chicken pox, no pimples.They were a gift by god, because the most special of people can sometimes be the most different of appearances.His eyes are the yellowest eyes I have ever seen.
Luke is a respectful little lone bunny.
He’s respectful, and polite, he may not be popular.
He may not have the respect of the Entire school, but he’s still my friend.
And even just 1 friend is all you need, and it’s all I need, because he seems like a friend.
A real friend! He knows the value of respect, he has the heart of a lion. But somewhere in there I believe he has potential to be far more greater, not just inside, but outside also. Those ain’t cries he makes, they’re roars! And I’ll always be there to roar with him
He believes that he can be the best farmer.
And when his parents die, he can be in charge of the whole entire household, and forever until his death he can be known as the commander of the fields, controlling the pigs, collecting the eggs, He also cares about being a high school graduate. I do not know what the rest of his dreams are, but I really don’t care. His dreams are what he wants it to be, what right do I have to interfere with them? His future is his own, it’s his choice whether or not share it with me or everyone else..
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