I am from Jordanaville with great neighbors.
From a broken garage to a small kitchen.
I am from Lady GaGa posters to a twin-sized bed.
From exploding microwaves to burnt turkeys.
I am from fruit kebabs and movie nights.
From swimming pools and creepy sounds.
Leprechauns await, to be given the chance to shine.

I am from a diverse town and the smell of cleaning supplies.
From crazy neighbors to china cabinets with no purpose.
I am from a great cook and snow globe collections.
From the perfect pair of animals to childhood toys.
I am from ancestors of Italy.
From mysterious bacon and dumpster climbing.
Sweet dreams are ahead once the Velveteen Rabbit is read.

I am from ice cream trucks and playground equipment.
From mall adventures and long car rides.
I am from family vacations and study nights.
From iPod docks and ooVoo memories.
I am from long Spanish projects and YouTube video fun.
From jumping pictures and pool parties.
Loyal, creative, funny are some adjectives used towards these merely lost memories.
I am from long work hours and an unusual childhood.
From hard working parents and fruit smoothies.
I am from hospital visits 4 years ago.
From funky blenders and bowling parties.
I am from traveling around New Jersey.
From old stair cases to book clubs.
Hard work and integrity always pays off in the end.