Where I'm From

I am from my hockey sticks and gear From my sister’s perfume and make-up I am from bike rides and hide ‘n seek I am from the willow tree at my grandparents’ cabin Who’s sweeping the brick path laid by my grandpa I am from my computer and punching bags From Bryson and Malikai I am from Sunday school and Mexico week And from competitive game nights From fun sports I am from church camp on Anvil Island I am from Oma and Grandpa Terry From spaghetti and lasagna From a kind shopkeeper giving Oma milk And from being in Natzi camp Late night cliff jumps, a sick parent and hanging out in the middle of the lake I am from those moments hockey sticks and my sister’s perfume