Where I'm From Poem

September 29, 2008
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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 crème 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?”





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JWE said...
Oct. 7, 2008 at 1:26 am
impressive
 
KEE said...
Oct. 7, 2008 at 12:30 am
Love your poem. Very personal and real life...great job!
 
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