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I am From a Home Where The Heart is
I am from a man who works very hard,
From a woman who calls me her pumpkin.
I come from the house where the buscuits are always burnt,
With the big wraparound porch and junk filled yard.
I come from a house that never sleeps,
Which is full if old, but never forgotten, memories.
I am from flowered dresses and softball uniforms,
From bad hair cuts and bruised skin.
My sisters and I all share the many memories from my home,
From old dogs to fat hamsters.
we share the fights and the laughs,
And we never forget all the times we had.
I am from sleeping all day to staying up all night,
From messy rooms and noisy music.
From losing all my money in a poker game,
To winning it all back on a bluff.
I am from goofy uncles and a missed aunt,
From a Grandpa, who always has gum.
I am from Barbie dolls and Easy Bake Ovens,
From Disney movies and Green Eggs and Ham.
I once was a pony-tail girl who was never clean,
Now I am a young woman who loves her childhood.
I am from a family with so much love to give,
From a place full if laughs and love, my home is where the heart is.