Where I'm from

Where I'm From - Tiny Dancer
I am from little red leather bound bibles, from Spaghetti O's and Ho Ho Ho Green Giant in a can.

I am from blackened woodbuners and ancient cemetaries where Mr. Fox rests.

I am from lilac bushes bigger than Barney and golden rows of perfectly spaced corn that whisper the secrets of deer.

I am from mushroom hunting and blue eyes. From Reba and her noodles and Clinton and his Cadillac and Swisher Sweets. From Dicey in her polyester suit and her vanilla cremes.

I am from slot machines and Jack Daniels, the cure for coughs, heartaches and stress.

From Bloody Mary in the mirror and sewer monsters in the toilet.

I am from Kenny Rogers, Willie Nelson and The Oak Ridge Boys about Christmas Carol. From Macy, Tory, Alanis and Mr. Mathers.

I am from fear of God and being humble. From unconditional love and never judgement.

I am from names of friends, immigrants from Germany, France and Mexico. Names never pronounced or spelled currectly but always creatively.

I am from the Mid-West, Mashed potatoes and potroast.

From Pioneers, Hawks, Cardinals, Raiders, Vikings and Cougars.

I am from pipeline operators towered over by white giants and homemakers handing out love.
From years of medicine and booming technology.

I am from many friends that walk beside me. From Red heads, belly dancers, Cowgirls and writers.

I am from a family of many strangers and many strangers who are family.

I am from Mothers and Fathers. Sons and daughters. From Zen, but mostly I am from within.

*Found this over at Robbies place. Thought I'd give it a try. http://robbiesruminations.blogspot.com/