I am from long summer days,
Up north on the lake.
Capture the flag and ice cream
every
night.
Laying on the dock looking at the stars,
The lake calm,
quiet
and peaceful.
I am from losing every badminton game
And biking through the trails.
Movie nights in the back house,
And chasing after dogs.

I am from singing in the shower.
Band practice in the basement every Tuesday,
My dad and his friends.
I am from Monday nights at the Detroit Symphony,
My sister smiles to the crowd and we wave back.
I’m from listening to my favorite album 24/7,
my mom, dad, and sister forced to memorize the words.
I’m from sore finger tips,
writing song’s following those
who inspire me.

I am from driving with my friends at 1am.
Drive thrus and chocolate shakes.
Sitting shot gun, picking the soundtrack for the evening.
I am from singing and showing off.
Harmonizing together.
I am from inside jokes.
From laughing in class, trying to hold our tongues.
We drive each other crazy
but we are still up
two am talking,
making sense of it all.