I am from intelligence and music,
Grateful Dead and Phantom of the Opera,
The man who saw a salmon run in Alaska,
And the woman who saw a circus in Moscow,
I am from Christianity, agnosticism, and atheism,
6'4 and 5'5,
Buckets of candy on Halloween night and fondue on every Christmas Eve,
Corn fritters recipes that are passed down every generation,
I am from boiling eggs in the evaporator,
Flat feet on dirt roads and yelling when I notice I've been stabbed by a rock,
Going to sunset beach every year with my family on my dad's side,
Learning to sew from my grandmother on my mom's side,
I am from my house that used to be a barn with my tailless dog Boeing,
Our large garden and lots of strawberry bushes
With our plain sky above us that on rare occasions I get to stay up and watch the stars appear out of the never-ending blackness that is the night sky,
I am from the sugar maple forest above my grandparent's house,
From the sugar shock in which we boil the sap from the sugar maples,
From the sand pit at the top of the road in which blackberry bushes seem to keep growing larger, and thus attracting more bears,
I am from my home
A/N--- I don't really like this one but I put it here because it's old and it's funny to read.
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Random poetry
PoetryThis is going to be my poetry book where I set whatever poetry I want here. ( rated mature for language, and possible violence)