Where I'm From
Where I’m From
I am from green grass, from Arm & Hammer
am from the Midwest, the Deep South and
am from the wind in my hair, sun on my face, the piney woods,
rides on magical steeds and magnolias.
am from Gramma’s cookie jar and flaring tempers
Carol and Chip.
Do as I say, not as I do and Get up and try
am from going where the wind blows you and
having roots like trees.
am from reading, watching, listening and
as I go.
everything’s ok, nothings wrong, don’t cry or
give you something to cry about.
the deep, scary voice of Grampa Cross and the kind
words of Gramma.
am from the far reaching branches of
trees so spread out they don’t
am from picture books and photo albums, long ago lost,
the memories are still alive in my mind…