Monday, July 14, 2014

I am from...by Austin Magnuson

I am from...by Austin Magnuson

I am from an old house with faded blue paint
from the same food every morning; Cap’n Crunch
I am from a dark and cold room
an old porch that has many cracks
I am from an old town called, Craig, with nothing to do
and my red trike that I would ride every day
I am from an old blue house where I fell from the stairs
From Linda, Justin, Josh, and Crystal
and we all sleep with one arm above our head
I am from crashing a truck
I am from traveling to NJ
From salmon and rice
I am from the campground that my grandpa owns
and from jumping on the tramp with a big hole in the middle
I am from looking at the stars
I am from the moments…Of chilling

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