Where I am From
I am from humor, wit, and playing nice,
to constantly writing on my own device.
I am from softly sassy smiles,
From running and running for many miles.
I am from a family filled with green eyes,
From not giving up and many tries.
I am from parents who always laugh,
and do so much for another's behalf.
I am from being the monkey in the middle,
Being tirelessly teased but looked up to a little.
I am from having just one older sister,
When she went to college; I really missed her.
I am from a hard-working military dad,
and Mom who’s a computer software grad.
I am from family paparazzi grandma
With old, silly, sweet-toothed grandpa.
I am from drinking hot chocolate all year round,
From eating Grandma’s cooking without a sound.
I am from Mom’s Mexican, Italian, and more,
From oodles of dishes, that become a chore.
I am from a wild-western state,
From watching bright sunsets from the gate.
I am from a city steeped in tradition,
with smart folks filled with ample ambition.
I am from happy green playing fields
Fraught with kids riding bikes without any yields.
I am from “love yous” and “don’t hurries”
From “stay safes” and “Don’t you worries.”
I am from old fashioned picture frames,
from fading pink paint with many names.
I am from blooming buds and wilting roses
to lanky limbed trees grown in unique poses.
And in this world that can be so bleak,
It’ll be those memories that I keep.
Locked deep and safe in my own heart;
I've loved them all, every simple part.
In the Mirror
"Can't you see that you're lying to yourself? You can't see the world through a mirror." ~Avril Lavigne
Intently, I stare into the pond;
Pondering over the reflection I see.
Silently resting against a black wood tree,
The cold water softly responding.
All I can see is one reflection
While looking alone in a mirror;
A shining message, all too clear
Echoing my quiet disconnection.
"While watching in a looking glass,
There is but one soul to see,
All troubles rest solely on me."
I caress the dew on the growing grass.
In a reflection I learned from life:
that you can't see the world through a mirror,
Looking inside we can be so shear;
We must reach out and see through others' eyes.
Caring, Competitive, Concerned
Wife of no-one, friend to many
Who loved happiness, justice, and laughs
Who hated inconsideration, loved to lend a helping hand, and loved to be herself
Who feared the death of anyone she loved, who feared the sight of blood, who feared the future and what it would hold
Who always tried to better herself and others along the way and refused to give up
Born in Oklahoma
Jojo
ClumsyPlease friends, try not to laugh,
I know, and I'm painfully aware;
it's never been on my own behalf
That I so often fall down the stair.
ScoldingCrash.
Pounding.
I Hit Him,
Sinking nails in.
His Wails soar Louder.
My Frustrations Leave Me;
For now, I feel Less Alone.
Delightful Dirges always help...
But then my Mom Storms in, Hands on Hips.
"Mary-Ann Brown,you turn that Piano Down!"
My AdviceMind not the past, not a thing can change;
You are unique, don't think it's strange.
As often as ever give love to all;
Don't be rude, that may be your fall.
Vicarious living- steer clear away
I know only you can lead the way.
Calm yourself, don't let life pass by
Every piece of advice- a hypocritical try.
