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No Shame In My Home
I am From a place
that can have danger,
but beauty in
the same spot.
There is no
other place that
smells as sweet as
my be-loved yard.
Once a day in the
East, the sun will
rise above the
trees. And set in the
West, so the blue glow
can have it's turn.
I am from a house
that is not
quite big, but the family
who lives inside
has no end.
I am from a house
with the glass
that keeps
us whole.
I came from a
woman with a
name of strength,
in which was named
Stephanie, to most.
But to others
she was called 'Moma'.
Even though we had
came from 'The Woman of Strength',
we were not
raise by her.
She was unable
to stay around for long.
And now she stays
below our feet
where we can visit
'The Woman of Strength'.
Every year we
go out of town and
visit a place of
cold and winter.
The traditions in
my life make
the eggs
harder to crack.
All of the years
I have grown,
I had learn that
those who
fuss for none
gain something to
fuss for.
Children are not the
onlt thing that grows
our beauty.
The fruits grow
great and bold
on their
trees, bushes, vines-
all so tall.
Whether they are the
redest of apples,
the bluest of berries,
greenst of pears,
or
purplest of muscidines.
I am from a place
where hours would
go by
just by picking
the fruits.
I am from a place
where you could
climb living towers
of wood.
The place I have grown in
for many years
and waste time
by having a very
blue fight; in which
would bring us the
wonderful laughter of a child.
Where I am from is
mostly a warm and cool place,
but can be muddy;
due to the creek
down the trail I have followed
for many nights.
Where I am from
it is correct to
help the ones who need it,
but may not deserve it.
Rather to be
kindthen
impolite.
My favorite thing to do
in the beauty of my yard
is to capture it,
in a form of
writting or simple
picture.
Although my yard
is wild and free,
Although my
family is quite
large,
Although my home
is broken,
Although my traditions
are different,
Although our sayings
are tough,
Although the fruits
grow proud,
Althought my memeries
tell a story
known will truely know,
Although our ways
are strnge,
Although the thing I
do are not
the same,
This is where
I am from
And I have
no shame.
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My teacher had us write a poam about our lives or somehow explain us. It was a national assignment called "Wher I am from".