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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-
10/10
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best one ever
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nice job jake
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nice
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thanks tess
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Nice poem Mr. Ward
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Very nice poem Mr. Ward
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Great job!
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Nice job..
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WHERE I’M FROM
I am from mamaws home cookin’, from John Deer and Honda
I am from the garden down the hill
I am from the apple tree in the front yard
I am from huntin’ and fishin’, from mom and dad and the nease’s
I am from the backwoods play ground that children now know better than I do, from a small quiet holler to the next one over
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Laura posted
WHERE I’M FROM
By: Laura Creech
I am from sweet tea, from ajax, and banquet tv dinners.
I am from the holler that twists and curves (curves as you drive)
I am from the bush, roses that are spiky, cabbage, daisies that are yellow as the sun.
I am from eating together at birthday parties and blue eyes, from Joan, Neal, and Susan.
I am from…Read More6 Comments-
i like your poem!!!!
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10/10
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Very enjoyable to read and it feel like it relates to all of us here.
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good job..
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Nice poem!
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Good job Laura!
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Love the poem!