Where I’m From

Jona Heflin

I am from bookmarks, from hardback to paperback I am from the wide open spaces ( green, sun shining,

smelled like fresh cut grass)

I am from the mountains, the trees that look gorgeous when

the sun is setting behind them

I’m from the cookies and the glasses, from the Jacksons and Heflins

“That’s what it’s

there for” and “leave

it alone”

I’m from Fairmont, from corn and spaghetti

From the time my uncle went off to war