I Am

Sat, 10/03/2015 - 14:55 -- Deadly1

I am from New Orleans

where the beat drives my feet

I am from a family

who will always love me


no matter how crazy they get

they always encourage

me to do my best


I am from homemade Halloween costumes,

And songs in the dark

from walking home in the night

with mommy's hand held tight


I am from the smoke

billowing up from a campfire

I'm from Thanksgiving,

camping with family


I am from Christmas morning at 3 a.m.

from the sound of my sister jumping on my bed

screaming; get up, get up! the presents are downstairs!


I am from that lump under the covers

in the winter when it's cold


I am from reading

all day and all night

from a crick in the neck

from reading in bed

with a flashlight


i am from finding

my favorite black pants

covered in cat hair


from early morning on school days

drinking coffee at the bus stop

I am from struggling grades

to working backup


I am from trying hard  

to make things right

To get into school

and do right in life

This poem is about: 
My family


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