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Where I'm From Poem
I am from forests,
the winding paths that lead to know where
I am from intensity of thunderstorms and the smell of rain,
the puddles and streams,
made of the fallen water.
I’m from the trees that grow in the parks I visit so often,
filled with maples, elms and the sweet gum
Fall colors of golden orange and yellow, mixed with bright red,
are what I love to see everyday
From South Haven, Michigan,
the tiny town that is home to my family’s cottage.
I’m from the taste and smell of hazelnut and crÃ¨me brule coffee,
the bitter liquid that makes mornings possible,
mixed with the sweet smell of memories
I am from the sight of golden retrievers and their golden fur,
belonging to my uncle’s dog and my own.
I am from the sound of rock music and the band Lifehouse,
the lyrics and melodies flow through my mind,
as clear as ice.
I am from the care of my friends and family,
my constant pillars of strength and joy.
From the classic “Wait…I have a story!” moments with my friends,
to “Kelly! Turn down your music!” that I hear every morning.
I am from the quotes “What’s it like to be a twin” and,
“Where’s your other half?”