I'm+From+Poem+Rebecca+R

I'm from Kentucky hill country And fine English china, From five sisters and one brother And only one bathroom!

I'm from the front pew in church And glares from the pianist (my mother)!

I'm from pinto beans and cornbread, Taffy pulls, and homemade pizza on Saturday nights.

I'm from the Beatles' songs And inspirational hymns, From organ music and violin recitals.

I'm from piano playing and guitar strumming, Singing in harmony with my sisters While we washed a pile of dishes.

I'm from the path of joy and the road of sorrow, I'm from receiving more than I've ever lost.

I'm from little boys with spaghetti in their hair, From family reunions, hugs and kisses.

I'm from thinking, and writing, heartfelt conversations, And always caring about the truth.

--RSR