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Where I'm From


I am from clothes and plants From coffee and cheerios I am from the quiet neighborhood But loud house With the smell of pine trees When you walk outside I'm from the cactuses you grow The dogwood trees you love Who's long limbs I will always remember As if they were my own I'm from holidays and birthdays From you and loved ones I'm from cleaning and cooking And from crafts I'm from "You talk to much" And "I need your help" And The Wheels on the Bus I'm from the turkey or ham on Christmas I'm from Sacramento and Philippines Spaghetti and Lumpia From my aunt who would have Hershey kisses sitting out and us Having Cheez-It's for a snack while Watching the news Her puttering around in her dress with Her visor over her glasses Thank you for your hard work And raising us to the best of your abilities I will always and forever love you
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