I am From

I am from dry crispy grass spiking bare feet, from the loud motors of bikes, kicking up dust. I am from music through headphone's , from scootering around and around in the car port, I am from doing handstands and looking at the world upside down. I am from special birthday dinners out in town, from Christmas's out at the beach I am from a big brother that teases, from Streeter and Stephens, I am from continues

we have been writing poems all about me. here is my peace of poetry