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"I am" Poem
I am from summer nights out on the deck,
until the frigidness reaches from my toes to my fingers
watching each firefly illuminate the dark, swaying grass.
From washing the baby blue car
on blistering summer days, only to find out
this car would soon be mine...
And from going on adventures --hikes, hide n’ seek, building a fort--
with my best friend through the leafy forest
to see on the other side, a colossal play set filled with children.
I am from toe-numbing, snowy evenings
the smell of sweet baked cookies
in time for Christmas...
From a sweltering house, decorated with that Christmasy feel,
the crackling, skin heating, blazing fire,
while a family lays under blankets to watch Christmas Vacation.
And from the first clement day of spring,
the sun warming a child’s pale skin,
while she dances around in the growing grass with flowers beginning to bloom...
I am from those lingering summer nights
chasing friends through sprinklers
just until the streetlights come on, to let us know it’s time to go home.
To this day, I am still a kid from a happy childhood,
hoping one day my children get to experience
a firefly watching, technology free childhood...
This poem is about my childhood, and where I am from.