I Am From
I am from warm summer days and the scented spice garden.
Enemies to friends and vengeance to pardon.
Heights to falls and city to city,
I am from chocolate coated strawberries and spite to pity.
I am from the mountains and joyful screams.
From chocolate cookies to sweet dreams.
Airplane rides to forest hikes,
I am from knee scrapes and blue bikes.
I am from amazing flexibility and flips.
Curly hair and shiny clips.
Tall towers to short tents,
I am from camp fires and a country accent.
I am from breezy beaches and the Lone Star State.
Caring people and the Golden Gate.
Dance competitions and cinnamon buns,
I am from Texas and being number one.
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