ColinF+-+Where+I'm+From

Were I am from

I'm from baseball fields rough or hard dirt I'm from the grass soft and warm I'm from the bases all around me like bee's swarming honey

I'm from the big room small in places big in places angles like no other middle of the room their is a bed the bed's alone like the last present on Christmas

I'm from the past reliving moments as if real trying to make them last for ever but like a human never will it live for ever

I'm from the grass in the back trying to be noticed trying to stay alive trying to find a place to live

I'm from the whiteness of winter playing till tired with or with out someone to play with trying to stay warm like a fly in the rain

I'm from the black pavement of a road biking around till I'm lost in a world a world of imagination although things like that don't last forever trying to find a way home I never took like a lost bear in the woods

I'm from the tree's looking and standing like them wondering how the stay how they are able to be so bored what they do all day

I'm from a house big and wide small and narrow in places also were to go next is the question up the stairs out the back door or fly around the house in imagination

Colin F