I am from melody;

from my Mother singing me to sleep and my Father playing the guitar.

I am from feathers strewn all over the yard and fur that sheds in my hands.

   

I am from the old couch in the lounge room;

where friends in need could stay.

I am from old vinyl records and my favorite cassette tapes.

  

I am from strings of cards from well-wishers around the dinner table with Vegetarian Carbonara.

I am from the tradition;

from each and every family member stirring the Christmas pudding.

 

I am from bike rides around the lake

and that old squeaky gate.

from the park where I meet my friends down the street.

    

I am from hundreds of marbles kept in a bag

and Lego all over the floor.

I am from cupboards full of toys and boxes full of secrets.

  

I am from marshmallows on campfire night

and that stolen kiss on closing night.

  

I am from cuddling with M****** whenever I was scared.

From playing catch with D*****.

From S*** picking me up and spinning me around.

   

I am from climbing up trees and under furniture.

I am from hide and seek.

From tips and Sardines.

  

I am from "Every dark cloud has a silver lining". 

From "Find a reason to smile when you feel like crying".

  

I am from experiences, memories, family and friends.

There is more to come before the end.

[So....I had an English assignment.]