I think that i finally have a poem to submit for my digital story assignment, "Where I'm From". Please take a moment to bless, press, and address it.
Where I’m From
I am from Screamin’ Wheels and family-owned corner grocery stores
from Dixie Dairy, penny candy, homemade fries and sweet rolls.
I am from that large house and the end of the block
with its fenced- in backyard dripping over with fruit laced tree-tops.
I am from the aloe-vera plant, the sun flower and large oak trees
from the tall hedges that flowered lavender gardenias with large green leaves.
I am from pokeno, spades, and bingo our family played weekly
from Henry & Ruth, Losenia & Willie, and the incredible Earthie Lee.
I am from the Soul Train line, we danced at family get-togethers and BBQ’s
from “going to seeing a man about a dog”, “MYOB” and “dry yo’ eyes fool”
from the Baptist church, the catholic church, and the sanctified.
I am from the Muddy Mississippi; Prattville, Alabama, and St. Louis, Missouri all rolled into one
from fried catfish, spaghetti, and sweet potato pies heavily laden with nutmeg and cinnamon.
I am from the uncle who went away to “Nam”, returned home and created alarm.
From that very uncle who had the roar of a lion and the heart of a lamb
who made sure all of his children, nieces, and nephews would never be hurt or harmed.
I am from the large foot locker that has moved from place to place
filled with old pictures, important papers, mementos and priceless keepsakes.