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Where I'm From...
I am from dust
and yellowing pages
From shelves
and the Dewey Decimal System
From the millions of words
lining a library’s infinite walls
I am from faeries
and Secret gardens
From pixie dust
and teeth hidden
expectantly under my pillow
I am from marbles
and jacks
and sandboxes
with tarnished tin molds
From trains and newspapers
Black and White to shades of gray
I am from Astrid Lindgren
and "Going On Nine"
Little House's and Bambi
From Dreaming on a Midsummer's Night
I am from Monopoly and tree forts
Capture the Flag and Canasta
From castles in the trees to
Flying kites on the battlefield
That one Perfect Day
I am from Borax and white glue
From vinegar volcanoes
and exploding soda cans
I am from Fourth of July’s
spent watching Roman Candles
echo over the pier
I am from Battleship and battle ships
Water and Air
1776 to 2001
I am from calendars and National Geographic
from giraffes and speckled eggs
pictures in the clouds
and bright green grass
I am from Marvin Gardens and clothespins
from blankets strewn over chairs
and Jackson, Ice Cream and old fashioned diners
I am from algebra and wind tunnels
From plane tickets and foreign ornaments
perched below angels and the Star of Bethlehem
I am from the Carol of the Bells
I am from empty canvasses and Vincent Van Gough
I am from Stone Henge
From Canis Major and Aurora Borealis
From skies painted in cloudy pastels
and waves erupting from the ocean’s murky depths
I am from etymology and wings
From academia and aerospace
Foundations and Flight
colliding
I am from those brief seconds when you feet leave the ground
and those that ground you
make you grow roots
and entwine your branches in the family tree—
Reaching towards hope
Rooted in history
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