The M Word...

ME

I am from love.

I am from

yes you can and

to hell with him

from struggle

from strength

from independence

from red, white and blue.

I am from figure it out
from pick yourself up

from fresh air

from late nights of

hide and seek

of truth or dare

from scraped knees

from broken bones

from the time honoured understanding

that streetlights mean go home.

I am from fistfights

from penny candy

from words written on

borrowed pages
from long walks

from double dutch
from early morning basketball

from tents pitched in backyard grass, 

hidden by trees with bare limbs.

I am from commitment
from uncertainty

from bitterness

from disappointment

from broken dreams

from freedom

from cocoon

from flight.

I am from fortitude

from expectation

from perseverance

from fire

from ashes

from behind the lens.

I am from hope

from forgiveness

from light.

I am from Love