Sunday, May 11, 2014

I am from

I am from log cabin walls and cathedral ceilings,
I am from worn out slippers and baskets hanging from railroad ties,
I am from 33 records spinning the story of Fiddler on the roof and Paul Simon lyrics.

I am from horse shoe pits and firewood.
I am from oils stains and gravel driveways shoveled in the snow.
I am from corn fields and Holsteins and black dirt tornadoes.
I am from unpaves roads and the turn around tree.

I am from Dottie and Clara Bell
Chocolate chip cookies and meatloaf
I am from family portraits hanging on a stair case.
I am from cedar trunks and shoe boxes filled with photos and memories.

I am from "foof it" and "dunk the baby"
Dancing in the rain and catching fireflies.
I am from riding motorcycles and collecting river rocks.
I am from the black cherry tree bending in the wind and the spring peepers singing ther song.
I am from everything that was, that is and that could be.




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