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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 -
Katie Napier posted
WHERE I’M FROM
I am from four-wheelers, from home cooked meals and dirt in the garden.
I am from the cold creek beside the house, rock slick under my feet.
I am from the woods, the squirrels that you hear running through the leaves and the deer playing in the fields.
I am from the sarcasm of Aunt Lisa and the laughter among cousins Bradley…Read More
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Rochelle Paguio posted
WHERE I’M FROM
I am from wonderful books, emerald grass, peaceful
waterfalls, fluffy clouds and beautiful rainbow.I am from jewelry and laughter.
I am from butter flies, puppies, friends and family.I am from my aunt, because she makes me good food.
I am from my uncle Dong because he plays cards with me.I am from my dad, because he makes…Read More
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Logan posted
Where I`m from Poem
1.I am from a home,
which is built on stones2.I am from the lord,
yet surrounded by horror3.I am from a noble family,
but feels nothing but calamity4.I am from steel and bone,
wondering if I`ll make it home5. I am from distress,
never knowing rest6.I am from benevolence,
and surrounded by malevolence7.I am from our…Read More
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Cassandra posted
Where I’m From.
I am from little giggles and sticky fingers, from famous family punch and homemade dinners
I am from the many of houses we moved back and fourth to.
I am from the orchid sitting on the coffee table.
I am from the family dinners and loud talking around the table from my grandmother and my dad and my aunt.
I am from wash your hand…Read More5 Comments - Load More Posts
Love the poem!