The Where Im from Template
Tbone
I am from paper towels, from laundry to blankets
I am from the mounds of dog hair under every couch
I am from maple trees, the large purple veins deep in the tissue
I am from christmas eve at aunt Jens and large heads from Scott and Sue and Kevin
I am from eating european style to telling stores during dinner
From never to swear and always be yourself
I am from a non practicing catholic home
I am from Albany Med, scallop potatoes and large turkey dinners
From Uncle Kevins story through cancer, the explination of my chromosomal translocation and My grandmas cluttered life
I am from Schenectady, and Uncle Joes yard, and the old swingset
my young life, before I changed cities.
Acrostic Poem
Friends
Fooling around and jokes about each other
Reading about our lifes on facebook
Indicating the things that need to change
Ending some realtionships, but never ending permenantly
Not saying the secrets we were told
Dying on the inside when one moves away
Staying close, always
Questioning something in nature
Grass
Who glosses you every morning?
Are the elves there painting your stalks?
Every morning you show the suspicious quality
Is there something that we dont know?
Are you more than just a plant?
What is your "dew" is slowly taking over our world?
Explainable, this crazy phenomenon
How do you change every morning?
What creates this morning dew?
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