A/N: No this is no story about whatever i said it was about... Sorry but i wrote this poem in school and my entire family says it good... But i cant really trust the family opinion. I also have my best friend's opinion. They all say it awesome. But i need random people's thoughts of it so please leave a comment if it sucks or if it rocks... OK i actually have stuff i own in this. It a orginal poem one of a kind but just in case
ANYTHING THAT HAS BEEN USED BY ANY ONE FAMOUS I DO NOT OWN!
I am From Moments
I am from lust gone wrong and from a dad I didn't even know about.
I am from she sell seashells by the seashore.
I am from art paper and worn charcoal pencils thrown everywhere.
I am from Bass Lake trips to earthquakes that are in my memory.
I am laughter of kids slipping and sliding in the sprinklers.
I am from the Disneyland fireworks I can see from my house.
I am from my papa's 30 year old brain tumor.
I am from "You're the only granddraughter we have."
I am from tears from people who passed away
I am from Chicken Ritz to Izzez.
I am from Buena Park, Zubbies, Seaworld, and Don Jose.
I am from a "There's no crying in sports" family.
I am from a house filled with many languages.
I am from American, English, and Sarcasm.
I am from surfboards to shark teeth to basketballs.
I am from my grandpa's old sytle gladiator helmet.
I am from grandma's garden filled with colorful flowers and veggies.
I am from Just Lose It to Dream On.
I am from the land where stars are born.
I am from the city of the Angels.
I am from there to here and summer visits back there.
I am from summer heat to cool pools.
I am from mansions and homes.
I am from this land is my land.
I am from moments that's define who I am…
And yeah I know it not the 13 play thing or whatever but i had no other places to put this on all I wanted was to see what people would say about my poem... So please i know i know it no fanfic but serisouly out of the eight i have i mean come on give me a break... But i take comments as positive as i can so thanks to everyone or anyone who comments and the poem is staying bt the way...
