Where I Am From
I am from humor, wit, and playing nice,
to constantly writing on my own device.
I am from softly sassy smiles,
From running and running for many miles.
I am from a family filled with green eyes,
From not giving up and many tries.
I am from parents who always laugh,
and do so much for another's behalf.
I am from being the monkey in the middle,
Being tirelessly teased but looked up to a little.
I am from having just one older sister;
When she went to college I really missed her.
I am from a hard-working military dad,
and Mom who’s a computer software grad.
I am from family paparazzi grandma
With old, silly, sweet-toothed grandpa.
I am from drinking hot chocolate all year round,
From eating Grandma’s cooking without a sound.
I am from Mom’s Mexican, Italian, and more,
From oodles of dishes that become a chore.
I am from a wild-western state,
From watching bright sunsets from the gate.
I am from a city steeped in tradition,
with smart folks filled with ample ambition.
I am from happy green playing fields
Fraught with kids riding bikes without any yields.
I am from “love yous” and “don’t hurries”
From “stay safes” and “don’t you worries.”
I am from old fashioned picture frames,
from fading pink paint with many names.
I am from blooming buds and wilting roses
to lanky limbed trees grown in unique poses.
And in this world that can be so bleak,
It’ll be those memories that I keep.
Locked deep and safe in my own heart;
I've loved them all, every simple part.
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