Where I’m from

I’m from twirling dresses and dog ears
High as they could go.
From Sesame Street to Barbie
Dolls scattered across my floor.
From Gerber treats to a sloppy face
As gooey as glue.
I’m from mommy’s little baby
To daddy’s little angel.
I’m from being me, but I’m getting older.

I’m from overalls to ribboned ponytails
Cute as a button.
From Polly Pockets and Blues Clues
Gathered upon my shelves.
From slurping up spaghetti and meatballs
Every
Sunday night.
I’m from mommy’s little pookie bear
To daddy’s little devil.
I’m from being me, but I’m getting older.

I’m from Hollister wardrobes
To straight and slick hair.
From toys and trinkets
Hidden in my closet.
From anything at anytime;
Meals usually daily.
From mommy’s little cheerleader
To daddy’s little trooper.
I’m from being me, but I’m getting older.