I Am From

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I am from beloved dolls, from bubble wands and crabapple trees.

I am from bright colors and playful spirits,
Bookshelves and stacked boxes.


I am from dandelions and low-branched trees.

I am from reused Christmas cards and bony fingers;
From blue eyes and Edmond and receding chins.

I am from bookworms and individuals.

From the Don't Mess Up My Systems,
From the Act Your Ages and Same Differences.

I am from Noah's sons and Peter's vision.

I am from camoflague and brown-tan boots,
From dog tags and moving vans.

I am from first grade kisses.

I am from purple mountains and shining seas,
From liberty in law and patriot dream.

I am from unrecorded family trees.

From unknown countries and untold tales,
From unwritten history and unshared ancestry.

I am from America, and that's enough for me.