Where I am From

I am from baby toys, highchairs, and burp rags. I am from greenery plants and pictures of many familiar faces. I am from flowers bloomed so full. I am from the beautiful music sung by birds. I am from the tetherball so flat as paper. I am from the streets of tennis playing. And the destroyed yards from kickball. I am from the kommen sie heier bitte. And the Randy, Andy, Candy. I am from the sweet, sweet smell of apple crisp and frosted buns. I am from the memories, old pictures contained in boxes. I am from the sad moments and happy moments shut behind a dairy.