I am from long car rides and white knuckled fists. <br /> <br />I am from trickling creeks and infinite forests. <br /> <br />I am from clam "chowdah" and wicked awesome. <br /> <br />From moving vans and moving boxes. <br /> <br />I am from when one door closes another one opens. <br /> <br />I am from dusty crops and dusty shins. <br /> <br />I am from dirt roads and 4H meetings. <br /> <br />From blue ribbons and well groomed chickens. <br /> <br />I am from tractor rides and bee-bee guns. <br /> <br />I am from dance classes and dirty sunglasses. <br /> <br />From broken bones and ice cream cones. <br /> <br />I am from these moments, <br /> <br />Etched in my brain, <br /> <br />In times of chaos, <br /> <br />keeping me sane.<br /><br />Lila Holmes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-i-m-from-51/
