Where I’m from

I am from “Out back”

From the old squeaky swing set and the not so distant sound of barking dogs.

From the sweet smell of flower beds and hard candy

 I am from Long summer days of kick ball and water balloon fights that always seemed to end all too quickly.

A Barbie filled basement always solved the problem of a rainy day

I am from the “adventures at grandma’s house” and the snooping around in Normans attic

From the “Crazy daisy” and the teeter totter

I am from simplicity.

From Linn St. to Max Ave and from the dorms to prentice

I am from change