I am from the stories I tell,
a maple leaf,
our golden well.
I am from a happy place
where people are all around,
a funny laugh, a horse’s neigh,
the music’s healing sound.
I am from a hummingbird,
its little flapping wings,
I am from the big blue crow
that very rarely sings.
I am from a funny elf,
a tingling of the bell,
I am from a mystery,
the mystery, myself.
by Nine, 5th grade
photo by Ken Bondy via flickr