I am from Denver Co, 

 From M&M's and Hersheys

                

  I am from the smelly (in a good way) warm, cosy home.

   The beautiful , beautiful , smell of the fresh mountain air.

     I am from the nettle stings of Vashon Island.

      I'm from The christmas tree and the 2nd verse of the birthday song.

                                   

                     From Jackson and PJ 

            From the sleepy mornings and the reading,

              from The barn monster and the plague,

               I'm from the cross on my wall, the gift from my parents.

                   I'm from Denver and Aurora

                     Chocolate chip pancakes and bacon.

             

                                    From the time I split my head open (which hurt a lot),

                                       The time Dylan died (the one we all cried),

                                          My special box in the basement, the pictures in the hall.  

                                               From the good times and bad I´ll always have my CO wilderness.

 Cold Brass Metal Mouth

 From Amazon Prime  and Target

 I am from the Comfort of 

 My Room

 Teal, Fluffy, Loft Bed

 I am from, The Great Lakes ,

 Cool, Crisp, Clean, Fresh Water

  I'm from Scavenger Hunt Christmas and from Math                                    

 From Cassie and Scott

 I'm from the Hilarious Laughers and      

Traveling Adventure

 From learning from your Mistakes and 

 not  let them pull you  

From I love you more than you Love Me              

 I'm from Jewish Traditions , well 

Celebrating Christmas

I'm from Colorado and Michigan                            

Buddys Pizza , Mom's Lasagna

From Yugoslavia 

From Lumberjacks and Dairy Farmers

16,000 Acres of Land in The Upper Peninsula of          

Michigan From Camp Shwayder and Camp Tamarack

Where Memories Were Made

Eleanor Barclay

I am from the land of the great lakes                     

From toad hunts and lilys

         

                                                                 I am from the whispering river                                    

lost souls, it guides back home

      

                                         I am from the dragonfly wings that shatter like ice

                    

                    saved the gentle touch, of a older darker haired me

                       

                             I'm from peppercoccers at christmas and honey tea to stop sickness

                                                               

                        From the famous pumpkin picking baby and the unicorn and the pig

                      

                    I'm from the cat who played dress up and the cat that taught me that love is easily shared by only those who wish it(this is why she loved you most Vivian)

                        From the switch witch and the thankfulness tree

I'm from the christmas bells, large and heavy but with the light of gloria

I'm from the tallest hearts, and the castle with my name

 The lemon snowflakes, and the chocolate nuts

From Wendy and David

                          The thick accent that missed my mom but hit my aunt

                          The blonde straight hair that was gifted to my dad but was taken away by age

Gigi's nutcracker and her jewelry,

the owner may be gone but the memory lives on

Trying to never sink

But never fly

In the lake of life

Fed by tears of those who cry

              I am from Denver CO, 

 From M&M's and Hersheys.

                

  I am from the smelly (in a good way) warm, cosy home,

   The beautiful , beautiful , smell of the fresh mountain air.

     I am from the nettle stings of Vashon Island.

      I'm from The Christmas tree and the 2nd verse of the birthday song.

                                   

                     From Jackson and PJ. 

            From the sleepy mornings and the reading,

              from The barn monster and the plague,

               I'm from the cross on my wall, the gift from my parents.

                   I'm from Denver and Aurora,

                     Chocolate chip pancakes and bacon.

             

                                    From the time I split my head open (which hurt a lot),

                                       The time Dylan died (the one we all cried),

                                          My special box in the basement, the pictures in the hall.  

                                               From the good times and bad I´ll always have my CO wilderness.

From Yamaha and Marucci bats 

I am from the stucco abode surrounded by the tiny desert palm trees.                                   

Cozy and memorable with the refreshing pool 

I am from the cacti of Nevada.                      

Covered in the prickly and pointy spikes.

I'm from The Christmases spent together 

and the affectionate.                      

From Jessica and Ruben

               

I'm from competitive fun and talkative, crowded zoom calls                        

From the “I love yous”  and the “Work Hards”            

I'm from Rosaries and Catholic churches

I'm from the neon city with roots connected to Mexico and Europe,               

my mom’s freshly baked cookies and the tortillas

 

From the grandparents who gave up everything to migrate to the united states to provide a better life for their children.                          From the giving and caring, the Laguna beaches, the books strewn across the shelves, and the pictures of travel and wonder, past memories, ones to be remembered.

                 Isabel Frant

I am from my handmade blanket,

From art and ballet.                

I am from the beautiful old house in Park Hill,

flowers, coziness, kittens.

Ich bin aus grass,

a green soft and pokey plant that makes you sneeze. 

              I'm from Pearl Lake camping and advent.

From Lucy and Linus.              

I'm from Friday movie night, and family hikes.

From Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.

          I'm from being a twin, an adventure of that takes great courage.

            

         I'm from Denver, Colorado, 

         from warm chile and spaetzle.

From the early Sunday mornings waking up to shine brightly and dance.

The time my sister chipped her tooth,

 family memories are like rose petals; fragile, always keep them close.

I'm from video games

 from Beyblades and Pokemon

I am from the old timey dining room

 comfortable, warm, bed tent that makes me feel nice

I am from trees, 

 green, leafy and full of squirrels

I am from opening gifts at Christmas and driving to Oklahoma

 from Ellie and Amy

 I am from the ski trips and campfires

 from no drawing on walls and no running with Scissors

 from Boy Scouts,  and sitting at church

 from Colorado and England

from pizza and ice cream

 from the time my Dad fell into the lake at City Park trying to get out of a boat and spell into the lake with algae and goose poop

 the sister that loves gymnastics

 the wall with pictures on the wall that shows all our fun memories.

By: Naol Wedajo