I am from the waters of Lake Superior.
From, Kool-Aid and Kid Cuisine.
I am from the school house that stands in solitude.
I am from lilacs in bloom and dandelions blowing in the wind.
From, sister rivalries and family jokes.
I am from recalling old memories and learning from mistakes.
From, waiting for my nose to grow if I told a lie and become anxious that my face will freeze if I make a face.
I am from the home of Detroit Lions and Redwings.
From, homemade tamales and hot sauce and
From, dusty photo albums and toys in boxes waiting to see daylight once more.