Archive | September 2015
I Am
I am from a big green house.
I am from a hill.
I am from the ashes from campfires.
I am from plants.
I am from bikes,
And from sleds in the white snow.
I am from cats that play
And cooks that make soup.
I am from the pool that people swim in,
From a coloring page.
I am from pets that don’t behave!
I am from playgrounds that kids play on and ponds that fish swim in.
I am from tepees that kids make in their yards
And barns that people live in.
I am from woods that people lived in long ago.
I am from sunsets that people watch.
I am from plants that are pretty.
I am from Legos that people build with.
I am from airplanes that soar in the sky
And parties that people go to.
I am from trips that people come on
And stone that people stand on.
I am from walking, from swings that sway back and forth,
From history.
I am from veggies that are good for you,
Socks that live on people’s feet all day,
And teddy bears that are cuddly.
I am from books that help you learn.
I am from stuffies that lie on beds.
I am from nicknames like Long Tall Sally.
I am from carrots and tomatoes,
From dumplings and Pop’s Stew.
I am from potatoes and meat.
I am from sap that comes from trees,
From lavender,
From fresh air.
I am from Mama who says, “Get back in that shower, stinky people, and wash again,” when she sniffs our hair and it isn’t clean yet.
I am from nice and kind words.