I Am...
I am from NK
the town in the smallest of States.
I am from the state
where gas prices are the highest.
I am from a part of the U.S.
where the temperature can reach 100 yet plummet to 32.
I am from the summers spent on the beach.
The smell of the salty waves.
I am from a state where ‘bubbler’ and ‘wicked’ are common terms.
I am from an elementary school where hot food was only 2 dollars.
I am from a house on a hill,
lovely trees blooming in the spring, and leaves dwindling in the fall.
I am from the people who have surrounded me through the years
My mom, dad, sister and friends.
I am from the guava smoothie my dad makes on hot summer days
I am from the little round table I played around when I was a kid.
I am from the memories my sister and I playing on the rope swing in the backyard.
I am from the different foods eat – Thai, Mexican, Chinese and American
I am from the birds that sing in the morning.
I am from the mornings when my sister’s voice wakes me up in the middle of a dream
I am from pizza, spaghetti and grapes.
I am from the daily popcorn snacks after school.
I am from Taylor Swift, Michael Bublé and Jazz
I am Me
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