I Am From (An Imitation Poem Of 'Where I'M From' By George Ella Lyon) - Poem by Little Cat
I am from scrap paper,
from a banded clothes and books,
I am from make-believe games in summer.
(Spraying water, swimsuits,
And monsters defeated with noodle tubes)
I am from three lost houses
The sandy beach
And the gentle waves whose sounds
Rocked me to sleep
I am from strawberries and key lime pie,
I’m from Bishop Grey and Morgan’s raiders.
I’m from the what’d you burn now’s,
And the shut ups,
from leave me alone! And you okay?
I’m from Lead us not into temptation
For I’m already there
And Ten Commandments I view as basic guidelines.
From Mary Ann and Robert,
pine floats and homemade cake.
From the cigarettes of my grandpa
of which I will never partake.
Locked in the closet is my photo album
Filled with childhood pictures,
and lost memoires,
that I struggle to remember.
I am from those snapshots-
placed by my mother in their binding-
and kept safe for the future me.
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