I am from poem

I am from books
From milk and apples
I am from the white stones and dog fur everywhere
I am from wild flowers
The oak tree whose branches I used to climb
I am from bickering with siblings and wrestling
From George and William
I’m from playing sports and running and from vacations in Michigan
I’m from brush your teeth and no it’s a school night
I’m from Mary had a little lamb
I’m from Christmas
I’m from Austin and America
I’m from spaghetti and steak
From the halls of O’Henry and the class clown
I’m from pictures on the refrigerator

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