I come from long Memorial Day parades.
I come from late night cookouts.
I come from dirty ball diamonds.
I come from the bottom of a fishing pond.
I come from a hot summer classroom with no A.C.
I come from moist locker rooms after a long day of practice.
I come from mosquito-infested campgrounds.
I come from an energetic family.
I come from mud at the bottom of my cleats.
I come from my friend’s house playing long hours of video games.
I come from over the backyard fence playing a game of intense basketball.
I come from a new pack of batteries for my remote control.
I come from hanging out with friends on the weekends.
I come from trapping fireflies in jar as a young boy.
I come from the burning end of a stick after roasting marshmallows.
I come from smelly football equipment.
I come from the bottom of a steep sled-riding hill on snow days.
I come from arguing with sisters.
I come from the bottom of a dull pencil tip.
I come from happy joy early Christmas mornings.