"Where I Am From" by Emilee
This poem was written by a young lady and I wanted to share the bit of her heart that she shared with us.. with YOU:
"I’m from low cut grass,
From rusty swing sets and climbing trees.
I am from cherries hanging from high branches.
I am from pea-gravel and mountain bikes that take
me over the hills and into the valleys.
I’m from irrigation creeks and muddy feet,
from pink stuff and Dutch oli-bolin.
I am from the "Yucaipas" to the "I-kuypas",
from the blame games and I didn’t do it.
I’m from Brad Paisleys “Camouflage”,
and Grandma Glori’s lion and tigers loop de loop.
I’m from a half a mile long country lane,
big tractors and muddy trucks.
I am from small town and sweet church,
And from family get-togethers that never tire.
In my room hidden in nooks and crannies,
I keep my journals with memories in side.
I open a book and read my thoughts,
reminiscing about the past that hasn’t been lost.
And these memories make me who I am, they shaped me and changed me and look at me now."
poem by Emilee from The Loft Southern Oregon
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