Where I'm From

I am from comfort and music.

I am from arrow heads and horns,

from scraped knees and red rover.

I am from the pitch black night and glowing fireflies.

I am from bleach blonde babies, kisses and giggles.

I am from frustration, exploding powder, and thanksgiving.

I am from fudge , coffee and drawn out telephone calls.

From aces and note cards.

I am from getting babysat by smoggy blue natatoriums that

felt peaceful and loving.

I’m  from magic cats and tea parties.

From plastic  and Velcro, to confidence and pictures.

I am from lane lines, thermometers, blue ribbons, and   buzzers

I am from garages with speakers that yell and correct

I am from closets stuffed full of leotards and gossip

I am from the heat on stage and the chilling early rehearsals.

I am from twinkling Christmas lights on the street

I am from “lost” with friends

I’m from buckeye blitz and caramel

I am from silver rings and a pink purse

 I am from 4 women who shaped me