Where I’m From
(Inspired by George Ella Lyon)
I am from purple inked pens,
from journals and multicolored paper.
I am from the slobbery, wet kisses on the porch.
(Tramp kisses,
Wet and furry tickles.)
I am from the rose bushes
and the pecan tree
whose leaves whisper like wind
telling the secrets of the earth’s soul.
I’m from gumdrops and computers,
from Linn, mother to me and the neighborhood.
I’m from safety
and open-mindedness.
I’m from Be yourself! and You are good enough!
I’m from seeing the face of God
in each living thing,
from the tiniest to the largest,
from the lost to the found.
I’m from Adrian with many footpaths
crossing the states to rest,
from prairie dogs to the Pacific,
from San Berdoo to the home of my heart.
Early travels creating wanderlust
with many trips to see
the grandeur of Paradise
on Earth.
Sent buzzing across the many miles
through fragile wires
pictures of family
connecting me to people
I have never known.
A rich past and present
weaving a tapestry for
my son’s future.
by Trisha Bodine
3 June 2014
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