I am from

I am from a bicycle made from parts, from Pepsi and homemade fudge.

I am from the sandy hills of a man-made lake in central Michigan with the smell of coffee filling the air each morning. I am from antique family pictures with eyes that follow.

I am from the aloe plant’s orange blossom, the lilac bush, and the sunflower rooted below the bird feeder.

I am from monthly Birthday dinners and loud voices, from Debbie Bobbi Danny and Becky.

I am from the too honest and always room at the table. I am from a wall of fame of high school graduation pictures and children in a row.

From “sisters are friends forever” and “everything will work out in the end”.

I am from the nightly prayer, “Now I lay me down to sleep…”

I'm from Arizona where it is hot for too long and the children play until the street light comes on. I’m from Michigan where it is cold for too long and the sunsets at two hours before midnight, from potato candy and Mom’s potato salad.

From the never met a stranger mother, the farmer in his heart father and from four grandparents I never really got to know.

I am from the Gallihugh home where ever it roams. I am from a family of wanderers who are never far apart in their hearts.

I first saw this type of poem on Uniquely Normal Mom the template for this poem is here.