"I Am From" Poem
I am from hockey sticks
from antibacterial soap and disinfectant wipes
I am from the brick rambler
with a warm vanilla scent
I am from the apple trees
The river birch
whose long gone limbs I remember
as if they were my own.
I am from Christmas gatherings and a large family
from my Dad and little Larky
I’m from hand-me-downs and organic food
and from the nightly news.
I’m from “Santa Claus is coming” and “nice jobs”
and Bob Marley music
I’m from weekends in a hockey arena
I’m from Minnesota and Germany
Pineapple water and tacos
From our trip to Hawaii
with the clear and wavy ocean water
whose pictures are kept close
In my heart forever.
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