I am from a gray, peaceful street in a brown 

house covered in shingles,

 and coming home each day to 

stomping up blood-red steps excited to 

be inside my house, and

slinging my backpack off of my arm

on to my wooden floor.

I am from a house with such a good view that 

You feel like being on a mountain

With the freshest air around 

And at the top of the mountain, 

you can see the world below you.

I am from having 2 siblings both older than me,

And my big brother getting in so many fights with me.

and the glint of the Moon shining, 

reflecting off my glass of water at dinner.

I am from watching the ballet dancer, 

dancing at the top of the 

white Salesforce building at night.

I am from flopping onto my soft bed at night 

and staring at my ceiling waiting to fall asleep.

I am from a family that has dreams of their own

I am from a family who cooks delicious fresh meals every day, and

from a family who cares about making delicious food.

I am from the smell of fresh biscuits on early Saturday mornings.

I am from my dad waking up early on the lazy 

weekends to go to the farmers market, and

waking up late on the lazy weekends and relaxing 

on our warm and cozy couch.

I am from the tear of wrapping paper 

on the night of Christmas day.

I am from earth.

This is where I am from.