Castles, Crowns and Cottages
for encouraging a bit of "I am from"...poetry.
I thought I should squeak it in before National Poetry Month ends!
I used the one here as a format.
I am From
I am from dish cloths
and Lux liquid
I am from the house once white, then
"Woodland Green"...now white again.
I am from hide n' seek til the stars
lit the way back to the stairs...
from enough brothers and sisters to have
our own baseball team...
from the smell of fresh mown hay drifting
by us on our hand-me-down bicycles.
I am from triple white lilacs
and long rows of beans to be picked.
I'm from Lawrence Welk on Sunday nights,
and honesty and JPO and DMV.
I'm from the sisters (and mom) with amazing intuition,
from timeliness and quiet contemplation.
From sweet dreams
from stand up straight.
I'm from treat others with kindness
and get a good night's rest.
I'm from England and Ireland
from the Azores...
From ring dings
every night at 5
I am from Elm St.
(With only an occasional nightmare)
ok, and I am from socks that don't match....
...and VERY short dresses....
..and from crazy hair that I wish I still had....
Try writing your own...it's a great lesson in reflection.
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