Who I Am

May 17, 2010
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I am from songs of the oldies and long drives to nowhere,
From shared bunk beds and scary movies,
I am from Saturday mornings at IHop and trips to the shore,
I am from family pets and braving doctor visits, From laughing at the family and forced visits to see relatives, I am from yard-sale safaris and ice cream expeditions, From band-aids and bruises,
What's back in the old house filled with new people,
What things remained?

I am from spring cleaning and pictures at the park, From tons of toys and bedtime stories,
I am from hide-and-seek and forbidden attics,
From crane games and chasing seagulls.
I am from problems in math and school conferences,
From "Green Eggs and Ham" and tying shoelaces,
From Buttons and Lamby.

I am from shopping in the mall and food courts,
From finding escalators and searching through sales,
I am from tickling and ear biting,
From sleepwalking and sleeptalking,
I am from road trips and sunroofs,
From raised windows and DVD players,
I am from roller coasters and kiddy rides,
From the tip of my tongue,
I almost remember it.

They, the memories
Frozen in photographs,
A never ending cycle in videos,
Things I've almost left behind.





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