I recently started a writer’s workshop taught by Allison Fallon. It’s been a dream of mine to do something like this for a long time. And while it seems like a strange time in my life to be starting something like this, it’s been really inspiring so far. This week we filled out quadrants of a square with various words, phrases, and memories from our childhood. We took those words and phrases and plugged them directly into a poem. I was amazed at the beauty that came from this. This is where I’m from. Enjoy.

 

I am from a brick house,

from pine cones and stones

I am from trees, flowers,

freshly cut grass

I am from mud and football,

from laughter and wind.

 

I am from fresh air, fields,

corn husks, and sticks

I am from a creek,

from warm summer evenings

I am from sunshine

I am from siblings

 

I am from I love you

from do your best

I am from Jesus made you

from let me talk to you

 

I am from let me pray with you

from tell me about your day

I am from sit on my lap

from Jesus is the son of God

 

I am from Christmas,

from candles and carols

I am from poinsettias blooming,

from sledding and gift giving

I am from carols, lights,

and reading bible stories

 

I am from red and green tinsel,

snowmen building and pine needles

I am from pumpkin pie,

from games and puzzles

I am from stars and angels

I am from family