Once again, I have been slacking off with my blogging! Don't have time to post much now, but thought I would share Mary Rose' poem that she had to write for English last week. I thought it was sweet & special...like her!

Where I'm From

by Mary Rose Stinson

I am from the Bible,

from learning the days of creation

to memorizing verses.

I am from the birch tree,

from the apple, pear, and plum tree,

whose sweet juicy fruit

Mom would make into

delicious sugary preserves.

I am from beef and salmon patties,

and from peanut butter and cinnamon sandwiches.

I'm from smelly friendly dogs

and sweet gray cats.

I'm from lots of family fun

every Christmas,

and the annual scavenger hunt.

I'm from clumsy priests

who change their last names,

from the rope swing

in the front yard,

from orphaned fawns,

from baby skunks,

and even from the bright red cardinal

that crashed into our window every morning.

I am from those moments

that you don't appreciate until they're gone,

the precious moments that I will always remember.