• I'm from surise on the beach,
    Cochina walls sharp at the touch,
    dogs barking while I ride my bike.
    The retired genral one one side and the sweet old lady on the other.
    I'm from the cozy neighborhood with the
    tall palm trees gleaming in the sunlight.

    I'm from th lonley tire swing in the front yard;
    I'm from the silver Nisson shinning in the sunlight.
    The snapdragons and th rose bushes pushing thier way up th house.
    I'm from the dirt road with no end.

    I'm from Nanna Hunny and the great grandfather I never met
    link me to my past.
    As well as the families who stoped to elp me throughout my life
    and who love me dear.

    I'm from reasons like "Becouse I'm your mother."
    I'm from "Shhhh." And "Sit down." And "Stop. Your too loud."
    But I know she still loves me.

    I'm from table top grills
    and parties that bring us together.
    I'm from the sheperd's pie with the sweet aroma of my mother.

    I'm from the lonely dirt road that has no end.