I Am From Poem
I am from Spokane Washington
from an old hand me down house on a beautiful lake
I am from Grandma's delicious peanut butter cake
I am from "say cheese!" after running threw the sprinkler with my Popsicle smile
I am from long road trips to DisneyLand and back, laughing mile by mile
I am from feeding deer and running up and down the stairs with no cares
I am from pink cowgirl boots and watching Nana Sammie pickin' flowers roots by roots
I am from 20 mile hikes on Mount Rainer and running out of dark rooms because of fear
I am from hanging out with friends and not caring how much clothes we lend
I am from the Vradenburg family were we giggle at our farts and love with are hearts
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