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Where I am From...


I am from a family of six,

from roaming cats and friendly dogs.

I am from the boundaries of my back yard.

(Fresh grass, mud pies, and flowing water)

 

I am from pizza lovers,

from olive topped fingers.

I am from first come, first serve,

From "Save some for me!" as well as "Don't take it all!"

 

I am from outdoor tag,

From hide-and-seek, leap frog, and jump rope.

I am from double dutch and skip-it.

From a family that consists of children with blooming curiosity.

 

A wooden table is where we gather,

Fong memories spew from our mouths.

Mixed emotions fill the air,

Smiles shine bright.

Reminiscing and creating memorable moments is what fuels my family.

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