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Jacob Ward posted
Where I’m from
I’m from the iron and sweat, and the hot summers of which i was born.
I am from the bruises and cuts, the grass and mud that stains me.
From the late Friday nights that never last, that never seem to come to past.
I am the fire that burns bright to others, that maybe they catch flame.
The determination and grit that makes me who I…Read More10 Comments -
tessa posted
where im from……..
i am from the holler in cawood
i am from the apple tree in the back yard and the rose bush
i am from thanksgiving dinner and dark eyes from wesley and regina and the allen`s
i am from the fourwheeler trails
from the god made dirt and dirt want hurt
i am from christ
i am from london kentucky fried chicken and french fries…Read More6 Comments -
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Love the poem!