From the stables
I am from poem
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I am from poemI am from Christmas trees
From decorations and presents
I am from the cozy sofas
Soft, warm, smell of home
I am from fresh grass
Bright and green
I’m from BBQs in the summer
And water fights in the backyard
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From a loving Mom- as sweet as honey And a tough father- as tough as stones
I am from the stables
From stacks of hay and loud neighing sounds
I’m from China
Dumplings, and noodles
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From the story of great-grandmother
And family photos stuffed in the computer
Memories like flower pedals falling to the ground
And family photos stuffed in the computer
Memories like flower pedals falling to the ground