I am from peacefulness mixed with the sound of the washer,
the steady stream of water from the kitchen for washing dishes.
The smell of grass, cow manure and skunk fills the outside.
Inside smells like vanilla candles, dinner for the day, and soap.
I’m from Saturday’s and Sunday’s during the fall dedicated to
college football, Roll Tide and the NFL ‘how ‘bout them Cowboys?’
When football is not on crime shows are heard from the living room,
or my brother playing video games in his bedroom
I am from supportive parents who raised me
my mother never failing to say to me,
‘Positive thoughts’ when anything isn’t going right
Bible stories and verses can be quoted better than formulas or history facts.
Coming home from school everyday and smelling the amazing food
cooked by my dad who was in the kitchen jamming to music
with his headphones on like a teenager but the food is unbelievable,
me and brother will always fight over leftovers for the next day
After a long day the pink walls and matching carpet are my escape,
the very untasteful walls filled with pictures of me and friends
and my closet filled with Zac Efron posters
This little room in the house on Casey Court is my childhood