by Jessica A. Tucker

Created on: October 10, 2009   Last Updated: December 23, 2009

Where I am from, the skies glow

With the deepest of hues and the stars

Burn brilliant in the darkest of those.


Where I am from, the lake waters glow

Clear like cellophane to the rocky, ground floor

and lives cold to beat the height of summer.


Where I am from, wild animals roam

Past my home through memories of morning coffee

In the sanctuary of this place I call 'where I am from'.

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