I am From
I am from smiles and laughter
From tears of joy
I am from dull grass
Graffiti on the walls, broken glass on the floor
I am from sunshine and trees, sparkling blue water
From a pretty beach
I am from coffee shops and busy streets
From tragic car accidents
I’m from sirens and crime life
I am from skyscrapers and night time life
From a lighting city at night
I am from a big Christmas tree in the city
From December with snow to your knees
I am from sunny summers and annoying bees
I am from ladybugs flying with luck
From ponds filled with pretty ducks
I am that star above that shine
Graduated class of the dimes.
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