Where I'm From

I am from iced tea, 
From peanut butter and hand me down clothes. 

I am from the little mobile home on the farm, always peaceful, 
Where praise music flowed from the stereo and laughter ruled every meal. 

I am from the wheat, the bluebonnets and the juniper trees, 








































The irises and hay bales.
From sweet smelling sage and giant grasshoppers. 
I am from the heat you can see like waves coming up from the road.