I Am From

April 9, 2019

I am from

My blue blankey and climbing out of my crib

From playing mermaid in the bathtub.

I am from walking my dog,

And the noise he made when I step on his tail.

I am from my sheep night light, Blue’s Clues and the Berenstain Bears.

I am from spinning until

I can’t tell where I am and seeing the world upside-down.

I am from long days at school and hurrying home to watch Pokémon.

From chocolate-chip cookies at Grandma’s house.

I am from July days in the pool and running through the sprinklers.

From my imaginary friends and The games, we used to play like doctor & patient and teacher & student.

I am from trips to the grocery store

And that time I fell out of the cart onto the sticky linoleum floor.

I am from the tap tap tap

Of my tap shoes that one week that I decided to be a dancer.

I am from trying new things.

I am from rainy days

And board games, Saturday cartoons, and Cheerios.

I am from walks on the beach and the sand on my feet,

And not wanting to go home after vacation.

I am from books and flashlights, pens and paper.

From silence to screaming.

I am from tears on my pillow and unanswered cries.

From holding your hand and that look in your eyes.

I am from the past and present

And dreams of the future.

I am from hard work and harder play.

And I am from writing down my thoughts

On a midsummer’s day

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