senior year

school started a couple weeks ago and it's going pretty good. yes, i started at a new school...again! that's a new school every year of my high school career. lol but it's okay, it allows me to "know" lots of people. ;p
anyways, i already had to write a poem in english, so i figured i'd share it with y'all(:

Where I’m From

I am from softballs,
from Dudley and Worth.
I am from the grease on the garage floor.
(Chrome, rustic, like an automobile junkyard.)
I am from the walnut tree,
the almond blossoms.
Those long, never-ending rows of my childhood summers.

I am from late night card games and blue eyes,
from Mimi and Poppy.
I am from the can-do-attitudes and the know-it-alls,
from set the table and clear your plate.
I am from He is my Holy Savior,
from Sunday service, overpowering worship.

I’m from Nor Cal and Italian blood,
from homemade rigatoni and sweet tea.
From the dinner table with all the talks about family in the Mafia,
to me actually believing it.
On the top shelf of my dresser is a dusty container,
completely stuffed full of random photos,
a timeline of forgotten faces.
I am from those memories, left behind,
the early stages of my childhood.

anyways, hope everyone else's school year is kickin off with a great start!