I AM FROM…
I am from scattered paper,
From cold sprite on a hot day and worn down pencils.
I am from the tall cream house with columns and glass double doors,
Smooth hard wood floors that let you skate in socks.
I am from the large oak tree with a “deck” in it,
Which I helped build during my summers.
The forest that was torn down for Seven Oaks,
The views that will forever be painted in my memory.
I’m from Black Eyed Peas on New Years and the love of action movies,
From Scott and Marlo Urdahl.
I’m from naturally loud voices and the ability to easily lose things,
And from hard work ethics.
I’m from “Don’t smack when eating!” And Dr.Seuss bedtime stories,
And “A,B,C’s”.
I’m from early Christmas mornings,
I’m from Austin Texas and the south.
Talerine casserole and Fritos corn dip,
From wondering into neighbor’s yards.
Being forced to put up a fence,
To keep the curious kids from angering the neighbor.
With floppy hats and swim suits,
In the sunny heat of Florida on our fridge.
All of these are paintings that cover those scattered papers,
and those scattered papers are what I thrive for each and every day.
