I Am From...

I am from video cassettes,

From toys and blankets.

I am from the grass and hills of the backyard.

(Warm and welcoming on a hot summer’s day)

I am from the honeysuckle bush lining the fence.

The weeping willow whose long gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.

I’m from fresh baked chocolate chip cookies and fishing at the lake,

From Mammie and Bampy.

I’m from the up-all-nights and the go-getters

And from the loud-mouths.

I’m from follow directions but always have fun

And zip-a-dee-doo-dah.

I’m from cutting down the Christmas tree.

I’m from St. Louis and Germany,

Deviled eggs and green ham.

From dad crashing his motorcycle,

Forever a daredevil.  

From the thousands of pictures of faces familiar

Always present where it counts the most; my heart.