I Am From
I am from the windy city,
From moving to Kohler,
From a brick house with a big front porch,
and a big yard that always needs to have perfect green grass.
I am from always being outside,
From playing sports,
From being up north at the cabin,
and always being by the lake.
I am from my relatives in Chicago,
From my Grandpa’s sayings,
From the dance parties with my cousins,
and always playing card games.
I am from the scent of cleaning products,
From always dusting, vacuuming, and mopping,
From needing to count everything,
and the famous ‘sock drawer’.
But most importantly,
I am from joy, laughter, and hope,
From family and friends,
From family get togethers on holidays,
and from never ending love.
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