Chicken feet and little girl hands
Ran over to do a quick session with family friends and their new pound puppy and captured just a few of what I like to call "the menagerie." As we were looking through the images, my dear friend was reminded of the poem her younger daughter had written earlier in the school year. With permission, I am posting it here along with the photos.
Where I'm From
I am from lots of animals,
from painting and pictures
I am from the chicken coop in the backyard.
(Stinky, yet comforting
it smelled like a dumpster.)
I am from the big tree in my backyard,
the small one too
whose shadow made shade
for me to sit under.
I am from biscuits and crafts,
from Oslo and Isabelle,
I'm from "five more minutes?"
and "dinner time."
from "get to work" and "time's up."
I'm from punctuation pages
and spelling corrections
and from wonderful friends to help me along.
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I'm from Bull Creek and Guadalupe River,
from eggs and bacon,
from the time the chicken got hurt
by the dog
to the water we pumped to keep my cat's heart going.
In my house is life
making joy.
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A family of happiness
to greet me when I see them.
I am from those moments
all from my life,
memories that never end.
--Camille Wilson
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