An Appropriate SERVEing
by Harley Curran
Where I'm From
Where am I from,
An interesting question you ask.
What does it mean to be from a place?
Is it where you’re born? Where your family lives?
Or is it where your heart is?
I can answer all of these questions,
But I believe we are made from our history
Our history is where we’re from
I’m from a Jersey home,
An irish kitchen
filled with the smells of a home cooked meal.
I’m from the back end of a shot gun,
The trigger end of a Remington bicentennial.
I’m from a warm day in the garden,
Knee deep in dirt and new life.
I’m from a cold winter night,
Surrounded by knitting a good movie.
I’m from a brisk fall morning,
And a cup of strong tea shared with friends.
I’m from a sweaty gym,
Surrounded by sparkles and bows,
And white pointed toes.
I’m from a hard day at school,
Followed by practice and more “school”.
I’m from a backyard barbeque,
And a goodbye hug that’s never too long.
I’m from a tell-tale smile and a warm embrace.
I’m from loving arms and a forgiving God,
I’m from a little town next to a major city.
Home is where the heart is,
My heart is with my family and friends,
In the memories we’ve made,
And the memories we’ll make.
That’s where I’m from.
~Harley Curran