This is a poem by Cooper Routsong entitled "Where I'm From."
Where I'm From
Epigraph form - Simile, Anaphora, Imagery, White Space, Allusion, Rhyme
I am from hand-me-downs, and outside I'd play.
From quiet time and fifteen minutes of piano every day.
I'm from the blue pond, and the magically appeared fish.
I'm from Wii on the weekends, and cottage cheese, with chips.
I'm from "don't be the last one in the car!"
From who's the man, I'm the man.
I'm from drinking that warm milk, as warm as can be.
I'm from running around the house,
"but mom... it wasn't me."
I'm from jamming music in the car, as loud as lil' Nate.
I'm from homemade bread, I remember the dangerous taste.
I'm from picking strawberries, to making warm then frozen jam.
I'm from the eye of the tiger, and trying to be the man.
I'm from bagel Tuesday... Panera does best,
from the YMCA, it always put me to the test.
I'm from well water, some like, some disagree.
I'm from the Kendallville Theater, The Strand is the best, trust me.
I'm from grandpa always retelling his story, "the barn's on fire, and I didn't do it!"
Hearing dad say, "I flushed the whole lost-and-found down the toilet."
I'm from "focus on what you can control," and "did you grab your shoes?"
From Utah, Destin, and Toledo, Ohio, as well as the zoo.
I'm from soaking dirty tennis balls and drawing on the wall.
Jax did it too but because of him, I took the fall.
I'm from Christmas eve, and trying to go to bed,
From Christmas morning and shaking my parents head.
I'm from "we are very dedicated, we have given so much time,"
to learning our truth and our hearts forever downtime.
I'm from so many questions, why this? Why that?
From hearing so many suggestions, doing this, you'll stay in tact.
I'm from typing.com and I'm from
Wait
For
Me
I'm from "I'll love you no matter what," and "Mom, there's a b-e-e-e-!"
Cooper D. Routsong
Sophomore Year
Oak Farm Montessori High School
A photo of our house from the pond that Cooper took and sent over to me.
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