My Past is Where I'm From
Biking, scootering,
and running wild.
Climbing trees and
catching frogs.
Outdoors is where I'm from.
Rush hour traffic and
department stores.
(Everything you could want
and more!)
Alarm clock train at six o'clock,
one hour bus ride.
That's where I'm from.
One best friend and
12 classmates.
Uniforms and
Wednesday mass.
That's where I'm from.
Flying fast across the track
and leaping above the sand.
Working parents and
After-school care.
That's where I'm from.
Mom's home cooking
and Aunt Terri's casserole.
Christmas decorating at
Thanksgiving.
That's where I'm from.
Illinois to Michigan.
A flowing tide of change.
Four schools in four years;
no friends and new friends.
That's where I'm from.
Venice unlocking the key to
my heart
and acting the key to
my soul.
That's where I'm from.
Moments gone and
moments to come,
my past is where I'm from.
With this poem I edited to improve word choice and flow.
and running wild.
Climbing trees and
catching frogs.
Outdoors is where I'm from.
Rush hour traffic and
department stores.
(Everything you could want
and more!)
Alarm clock train at six o'clock,
one hour bus ride.
That's where I'm from.
One best friend and
12 classmates.
Uniforms and
Wednesday mass.
That's where I'm from.
Flying fast across the track
and leaping above the sand.
Working parents and
After-school care.
That's where I'm from.
Mom's home cooking
and Aunt Terri's casserole.
Christmas decorating at
Thanksgiving.
That's where I'm from.
Illinois to Michigan.
A flowing tide of change.
Four schools in four years;
no friends and new friends.
That's where I'm from.
Venice unlocking the key to
my heart
and acting the key to
my soul.
That's where I'm from.
Moments gone and
moments to come,
my past is where I'm from.
With this poem I edited to improve word choice and flow.