I am From
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| Yes, I am odd :) |
I am from dust, spiritual dust and industrial gravel dust.
I am from a park with no toys, only small trailers with small children inside wire fences.
I am from flowers, which I would string through my hair, with my older sister on the hill behind our first real house.
I am from the third tree outside my elementary school that was my only friend for a year until I made three best friends.
I am from kissing boys behind trashcans and hearts doting my i's.
I am from a moving truck, during the first year of high school and the stubborn attitude that left me friendless for another year of my life.
I am from a park with no toys, only small trailers with small children inside wire fences.
I am from flowers, which I would string through my hair, with my older sister on the hill behind our first real house.
I am from the third tree outside my elementary school that was my only friend for a year until I made three best friends.
I am from kissing boys behind trashcans and hearts doting my i's.
I am from a moving truck, during the first year of high school and the stubborn attitude that left me friendless for another year of my life.
I am from a group of friends that I love as my brothers and sisters.
I am from three separate rides on Disney dreams near the ocean touching the coast of Florida.
I am from the graveside of eight loved ones, six that went long before it was their time.
I am from a youth conference, a man who was a missionary, and a song that says "Take, take, take it all."
I am from black ink pens and white paper, which will tell my story and all the stories that roll around in my head.
I am from three separate rides on Disney dreams near the ocean touching the coast of Florida.
I am from the graveside of eight loved ones, six that went long before it was their time.
I am from a youth conference, a man who was a missionary, and a song that says "Take, take, take it all."
I am from black ink pens and white paper, which will tell my story and all the stories that roll around in my head.
I am from a loving family, unbeatable friends, and an all-powerful God.
I am from a tub of warm water, submerging me and rising me again like my Lord.
I am from two hands and feet nailed to a cross, a sacrifice and acceptance of forgiveness.
I will go to the ends of the earth to love an orphan in a penny-less world.
I will go to serve and give as much as my heart allows.
I will go as long as I can or until God calls me home.
I am from two hands and feet nailed to a cross, a sacrifice and acceptance of forgiveness.
I will go to the ends of the earth to love an orphan in a penny-less world.
I will go to serve and give as much as my heart allows.
I will go as long as I can or until God calls me home.
I will never give up on my dreams and I will never back down.
I will go because of what I am from.
I will go because of what I am from.
I am who I am and I’m happy being me.
Love it! I had to write something similar to this in high school- although I think yours is much better.
ReplyDeleteAnd... I seriously can't come here without wanting jelly beans! They look SO YUMMY!
Thank you - it was very fun to write. The professor actually kept mine because he liked it so much. I just love jelly beans too and that makes me laugh! Easter is coming and the speckled jelly beans are my favorite! :)
DeleteI loved this. I'm stopping over from the Campaign. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteThank you, welcome Christopher! :)
DeleteLove this. Especially love the last line.
ReplyDeleteVisiting from the Campaign also.
Lyn
Nice to meet you Lyn! :) Thank you.
DeleteHi Krista, I'm stopping by from the YA group at the Campaign.
ReplyDeleteLove this poem, I felt like I got a peek into your history in just a matter of moments. God's works are always so beautiful, especially when it's a heart :)
Hi Rebekah, nice to meet you! :) I'm glad that you liked it - it does kinda give a little bit of my history. :)
DeleteI've seen other people do this exercise and I always think it's amazing. I want to try it!
ReplyDeleteI loved yours, especially: "I am from flowers, which I would string through my hair, with my older sister on the hill behind our first real house." I don't know why that line stood out to me, but it was just so evocative and lovely; it made me curious. I want you to extend that line into an entire story!
Emily - you should definitely try it! It's really a great writing exercise and rewarding in its own way!
DeleteThat's my sister's favorite line too. That would be a cool line for a story... :)