2024/Jacob -

I am from the land of gold and poppies,

From Death Valley and Legoland

I am from the beaches under the Golden Gate Bridge

Plants, crops, they tasted like fruits and vegetables.

I am from the Land off Almonds and Walnuts

The outdoor BBQ

Whose fiery heat and taste I remember as if it were my own

I’m from flower fields and Disneyland,

From roller coasters and California rolls.

I’m from the SeaWorld and the loud bugs,

from “Did you throw the trash?” and “Don’t touch that!”

I’m from loud cars driving

with a good plan

and ten tasks I can do myself.

I’m from hot, dry summers and cold, wet winters,

Many schools and tourist attractions.

From the friends lost

to the PCS,

used to keep me comfortable.

Under my bed was a purple backpack

spilling memories,

A symbol of happiness

to drift beneath my dreams.

I am from those moments-

sad before I was delighted-

A seed fallen from a dandelion.