Where I'm From
Sheri Edwards
I am from barefoot in lilac bushes
Shaded hideout and mud pies
I am from crab apples and roller skates
Hide and seek amongst fireflies
I am from Chatty Kathy and paper dolls
Pebbles and Bam Bam scattered around
I am from basement play in make believe
Tree house fort and old rope swings;
I am from playing school in old time desks
Blackboard squeaks and Big Chief tablets
With wide spaces for small scribbles
in new colored pencils and cinnamon markers
I am from books hugged close
As yellow elm and Russian olive leaves
Dance around in the swirls of autumn
Delivering me to the double doors of Will-Moore School.
I'm from "Dad Call Cindy" as Jeannie's black lab follows
In the alley we yell the words; she drops her head to stay
While we wander down to the Elks swimming pool
Friends diving for dimes and swimming all day;
I am from splashing and chlorine 'til 5 o'clock closing.
Quick-stepping barefoot on hot black tar
Stopping a second at Dad's Hedaul's office
Hoping for help: "Can I have dime?"
Jeannie and I to Dairy Queen each
A Five cent chocolate dip
Finishes our daily swimming trip.
I am from Cousins, cards, and demolition cars
Peanut butter fudge high on the shelf in a bin;
Kids sneak the snack and Aunt Vera giggles;
her fudge frames my sheepish grin.
I am from Fishing, Wind, Toads, Sand
A lake side cabin; a week of summer fun;
McIntosh, Tents, Hearts, and Solitare Tournaments
Mosquitoes we slap and
Chipmunks we coax -- quietly sitting, sunflower seeds
presents held in our palms.