Im From

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  • Childhood

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    just a little bio. of my childhood with out the details

    Im From

     Im from chicken coops
    and pecan trees
    I am from riding mowers
    and running wild in the fields
    I am from picking flowers
    and lots of laughter
    I am from locked doors
    and different beds
    I am from unknown faces
    and tears
    I am from apple pies and
    homemade candy
    Im from bonfires
    and swimming in ponds to keep cool
    I am from running with the dogs
    Im from hiding from sirens
    I am from dirt roads leading to
    tonights home
    I am from second chances
    and a better home
    I am from Tweety Bird
    and the color blue
    Im from secrets
    and never knowing the truth
    Im from the wooded areas
    and hide and seek days.
    I am from 1992

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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