I Am From...

(This was a assignment for school and I kind of used a template. It was really fun so I thought I would share it with you.)

I am from books,
from construction paper and crayons.
I am from cluttered apartments
and houses that haunt my memories.
I am from the lilac bush in the backyard
whose branches were strong enough 
to support our weight.

I am from bowls of cheerios,
from couch cushions
dragged onto the living room floor.
I am from my great-grandmother,
from her dark chocolate kisses
and her name which she gave to me.

I am from the hymns
sung in church and at home,
from Amazing Grace 
and The Lord’s My Shepherd.
I am from Bible verses
read by the pastor in the pulpit.

I am from tutus and rubber boots
and flowers in my hair.
I am from sun showers and wet grass
from raindrops on my face.
I am from dancing, twirling, 
arms reaching towards the sun.
I am from these tiny moments,
every single one…