I Am From

I am from picture frames
From textbooks and paper
I am from the carpet floors
(Fresh and soft
Just like a bear).

I am from the sandy beach,
The ocean.
Whose strong waves hit
Against the land.
I am from the soaring eagle,
From accidents and screams.
I'm from the gossipers
And truth tellers,
From 'Hang up your clothes"
And 'Pack your homework away".
I'm from she taught me how to read,
With words I already knew,
And from the books I can now read on my own.

I'm from Mike and Yelena's tree,
Fried potatoes and coffee.
From household screams and yells
To the pranks pulled together.

Hidden in my heart
are stories,
Retold again and again
To keep me up
When my hopes are down,
Written and said
And memorized all on my own.





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Matice said...
Dec. 3, 2011 at 9:50 pm

Good job! It was a bit choppy for me, but overall, you have a lot of talent. Keep writing!

Please take a look at some of my work if you have a spare minute. I'd really appreciate it.

 
KarinaDavidyuk replied...
Dec. 4, 2011 at 1:13 pm
Thank you and i will :)
 
CarrieAnn13 said...
Nov. 29, 2011 at 6:39 pm
Great poem!  Your flow was flawless and as far as I know, your punctuation was correct.  I honestly have no criticism.  Excellent work! :)
 
KarinaDavidyuk replied...
Nov. 29, 2011 at 6:46 pm
Thank you soo much !!!
 
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