Where I’m From

There are so many times where I’m inspired by something that my oldest son does, and he doesn’t know it. Several years ago (HEAR THAT NATHANIEL? SEVERAL!!!) he participated in a writing assignment based on the popular poem Where I’m From by George Ella Lyon. I loved the poem so much, AND his interpretation of it, and I’ve always wanted to do my own, so I’m trying my hand at it. Be nice. Or don’t. It’s your prerogative. This poem is also a chance for me to share a bunch of photos of myself without feeling weird. 

For those of you who homeschool, this is a GREAT way to get your child to write about their lives and what makes them, them. It’s a wonderful exercise in taking in your surroundings, and sharing them proudly with the world. 

I am from crocks of bacon grease on the back of the stove

I am from Blue Magic and Luster’s Pink Oil

I am from the greystone on the boulevard

Full of laughter, smothered chicken, rice and gravy

I am from the trail of pothos working it’s way toward the window sill

 

I am from packed churches and slammin’ hats

I am from Lula and Mary

I am from open worshippers and the quiet prayers 

Hand wavers and aisle dancers

I am from the do your homework and set a good example

I am from the He leadeth me beside still waters and restoreth my soul

I am from Vacation Bible School verse memorization 

 

I am from the bloodline of Walter and Travis

I am from motorcycles and harmonicas 

I am from long nights of several jobs worked

To the long nights of just one job

 

I’m from summer vacations in Tennessee and Mississippi

Fish-frys and family reunions

I’m from greens and peach cobbler with the thick crusts

I’m from house dresses over full slips

Work boots and coveralls

I’m from hard workers and deep lovers

 

I am from pouring through old photo albums and yearbooks

Mementos of times long gone, but treasured

I am from a family tree whose roots run strong and deep

Creating shade in one moment and quiet comfort in the next 

If you’re interested in the original inspiration of this poem, you can find it HERE, and maybe even give yourself a chance to write your own.