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I Come From...
kmart153 Released Nov 12, 2010

I am from photographs,

Sweet memories frozen in time,

Forever captured and always remembered.

 

I am from paintbrushes gliding across canvases,

Words clinging to pages,

Hands picking flowers in the garden.

 

I am from mud and grass stains,

Playing on the playground.

I am from puddles

Too enticing not to jump into,

Water spraying everywhere as my feet hit the ground.

I am from hide and seek,

From spinning as fast as I can in the warm summer sun,

And from running until my legs can barely move.

 

I am from the monster in my closet,

Who I eventually made friends with.

 

I am from a father who gave me his big brown eyes

And I am from a mother who gave me her ambitious personality.

I am from the wide eyes of my naïve sisters

Who used me as their human doll.

I am from the evil grins of my sneaky brothers,

Who used me as their spy.

 

I am from the boy in the back of the classroom,

sitting alone, ignored

Who I later came to call my best friend.

 

I am from music,

Melodies resounding from the vinyl spinning softly on the turntable.

I am from dancing with my brothers,

My little feet atop his much larger ones.

 

I am from words,

Words from books,

Words of wisdom uttered to me.

 

I come from love,

The love of a parent,

The love of a sister,

The love of a brother,

The love of a friend.

 

I’m from Where The Wild Things Are,

Pages worn and torn from overuse.

I am from Harry Potter,

And the excitement growing

Fully engaged in the story unfolding.

 

I am from those moments

With my family,

With my friends.

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