Where I'm From
I am from popsicles
From Band-Aid and Kleenex.
I am from the two story house
Big and blue
It felt like home.
I am from the sunflowers
The garden
Green and blooming.
I am from family reunions and blue eyes
From Frankie Jane and George and Fred.
I’m from the loud-mouthed and the loving
From the Easter Bunny lives in the roof of JcPenney’s
And you got your hair from God.
I’m from Springfield and dirt roads,
Potatoes and green beans.
From the great-great-great-grandpa, C.C. Akin, who sold Laura Ingalls Wilder land
And the great-grandma who’s fought cancer more than once.
Look in the entertainment center and you’ll find everlasting memories
From A to Z and everything in between.
I am from gravel roads, farm animals, and fields.
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