I am from fruit, from strawberries and sweet oranges.
I am from the love and protection of my home.
I am from the oak tree, the rose, the leaves. From the grass, the lily, the beauty.
I am from waiting on the stairs on Christmas morning with my family, and kindness. From Riley and Candice and Lindsie.
Where I'm from tastes like fresh peaches.
I am from the concern of others, and empathy.
From having fun and being outgoing.
Where I'm from sounds like chirping birds and lawn mowers on a summer morning.
Where I'm from smells like fresh baked goodies.
Where I'm from looks as beautiful as Christmas Morning.
Where I'm from feels like love and appreciation; Like "Tinglies" running through my spine.
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