I am from paperback books

From smucker’s pb and j’s and cosmic brownies

I am from the pool in the backyard

(blue, glimmering,

It smelled like chlorine)

I am from the bushes

The dutch clovers I threw in the air

Which smelled of fresh air as they fell down

Even on the stalest days

I’m from the chair races down the hall and brown hair

From Judith and Ken

And Rose

I’m from the over-workers

And the passer-bys

From Always communicate and Think before you act!

I’m from He creates us all

Who gives me courage and love

At the times I need it most

I’m from the Big Easy

Blueberry streusel and lemonade

From the roots my grandfather didn’t have to one place

The umbrella my grandfather put through the roof to prevent leakage

In the bin were boxes and boxes

Showing the lives my families once lived

A pile of familiar faces

To pass onto future generations I will call my family

I am from the laughs

Gone before long

Planted in a frame

To grow closer to us as those moments become memories.