I am from speakers that played the oldies music all day

from instruments laying on the floor when we were not supposed to put them there

I am from Christmas nights of staying up for gifts

And the smell of an indescribable smell that I’ve gone nose blind to

I am from the backyard

whose dirt riddled plain could be anything we wanted it to be

I am from the tv and a gaming system

from LBP3 and Black Ops

I am from a rowdy and a full house

and from longs laughs loud enough to wake up the neighbors

from witty remarks that gave me tough skin

I am from going to church every other Sunday

I am from Pop Pop Sterling and Grandma B

from turkey and mad and cheese

from in and out the hospital

and from short conversations followed by a toy

I am from those moments  

Of close bonds and tight family

Photo by Delvise Ngeaw

CC BY-SA 4.0 Anything we wanted to be by Darius is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.


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