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I Am From

I am absence in church but strong in faith.
I'm from aggravation to forgiveness.
From gossip and rumors to not really worrying.
An obsession with expression.
I am from smells of perfume to cat.
From, "I killed you, and you had me weak."
I'm from laughs and sorrows.
From recovery of a broken past.

I am from loud, hyper music.
And yet from sweet, soft rhythms.
Listening to rhymes to ease the pain.
I am from running then falling.
From a catastrophe that brought so many together.
I am from the clean, the messy, and the just plain rude.
From shouts and yells of "Go away, I'm not in the mood!"

I am from understanding wrong from right.
Sleeping in to miss the bus.
From hating to wake up.
I am from daydreaming of another life.

I am from learning to be me.

This is a poem from my extremely talented daughter, written when she was 14, who has been making up songs since she was 2, complete with rhyming couplets. I don't know where she gets this talent from as I know both her father & I have always wanted to write songs but neither of us could. She's been writing down her songs since she was 8. I'm blown away by her talent.

This poem has been entered into an anthology called A Celebration of Young Poets which also includes a writing contest; final winners will be announced here:
www.poeticpower.com