I am from love disguised:
stairwell singing and piano room dancing.
I am from a gingerbread home on a busy street
With loud backyard parties, where company is all you need.
I am from purple lilacs
Whose scent hugs me with care,
And fills the gingerbread home with glow.
I am from ocean salt and marsh grasses
Where sand castles have been built
And ice cream has been split…
Along with smiles.
I am from music and laughter.
And from fixing things unbroken,
From turning nothing into something,
With just love.
I am from unconditional care.
From a family of fifteen, and a family of seven.
From a home of open doors and runaways,
Animals and people alike.
I am from dancing in the rain
And from late night star gazing.
I am from a world where I am special, no matter all.
A world filled with love disguised.
I loved your poem Abby! I felt very identified with your words since I also talked about my home in my poem. My favorite part was when you say are “from a gingerbread home on a busy street “. Moreover, I think you have teach me something very important that you express in your poem: The fact that you are from a world where you feel very special no matter what leaves me speechless and with a great message that I would like to apply in my life! Awesome poem! 🙂
I’m not a big fan of writing poems but I really like how this one turned out. I like how it made me think of significant things, places, and people to me. I had trouble conveying the feelings of home and love within my poem, but I think it came through in the end.