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I Am From

6 August 2008 No Comment

I am from the land of milk, hay, and sounds of life.
With the smells of butter, and home cook meals for that day.
Being able to look at the sunset, and hear the sounds
of a train, and that soon to come thunderstorm.

I am from a land of family and friends who work day
and night providing for their families. Who talk to each
other during that Thanksgiving dinner of the football game
that is about to be seen, and plans for that Christmas day

I am from the dream land where I look to the stars
and wonder what is out there or where I could be.
Or if I could be that guy who scores the game winning point
and hold the trophy up high.

I am from the summers past in which the days would
be spent eating popcorn and drinking soda at a car race.
Or swim in the cool, refreshing water in that very hot
summer sun.

I am from the land of milk, hay, and sounds of life.

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