My "Where I Come From" Poem

Princeton High School's Performance Poetry class came to our Professional Development day and shared some wonderful "Where I Come From" poems... we were then instructed to write our own... It's been a while since I've written anything for myself, so I thought I'd put mine into public words:

Where do I come from?
I come from a place where
you feed the cows,
tend the fields,
and pull your britches up.

I come from a place
where family is the center,
and they are what matters.

I come from a place of shreds,
where that family was torn,
and you were placed
hundreds of miles away
from the thing you call home.

You were placed in Ohio,
to live with a sister that is young,
a mother under appreciated,
and a father that is wasted.
Running away from the drugs and drinking,
clinging to a mother of 2 small girls.

I come from a place
where you were taught to be strong,
fight back, and earn what you have.

I come from a place where food stamps
turned into management jobs,
and good-will clothes
turn into J.C. Penny.

I come from a mother that teaches
hard work and dedication
will get you through life
and one day you'll have
the family you were meant to.

Pumpkin Pies and Princesses!

The first weekend in October my 4 year old niece Hazel asked me if I would help her make a pumpkin pie... how could I turn her down? We made a pie and some pumpkin and chocolate chip cookies while watching Disney Princess movies... then we had a campfire and roasted marshmallows, ate grapes, pumpkin seeds, popcorn, and drank hot chocolate... It was a great evening! Here are some wonderful pictures!