I am from...

I am from the street surrounded by deer, the trees, foxes and dog walkers pass by. You can hear the rustling of the wild life, you can feel the thorny texture of the weeds, you can smell the delicious dinner cooking, you see the deer staring back at you. I am from the house with the wise tails once told the food was shared with the laughs that filled the air. Stories of back in my day from grandma and grandpa, even today it's one of my favorite places. I am from the boiling water, the screaming of cousins outside. The clicking of the cats running around on the hard floors. Only two people live there but the door is always open. I am from home, the years of Queen playing on the piano, the leaves leaping from the trees. The splashing water from the hottub. I am from home.