I am from lightbulbs, from Pepsi and
I am from the rambunctious, comfortable,
blue house with the large back yard.
I am from the rose bush, the tall pine whose
sap was as sticky as syrup
I am from camping trips with the
grandparents and brown hair, from Lynn
and Floyd and Elizabeth.
I am from the dinner eaten in front of the
television and children always running from
one practice to the next.
From saying please and thank you and be
kind to others.
I am from the missing pew at the back of the
church where sunday mornings were spent
on the soccer field.
I’m from Sparrow and the McClelland
dynasty, pizza and spaghetti
From the ladder my uncle rode down the
side of a wall that almost took his life and
the pen use by the lawyers that gave me another sister
I am from the smiles that hang on the living
room wall reminding me of the past and the
This poem was inspired by George Ella Lyons poem Where I’m From.