Where I'm From poem

This is a poem I was assigned to write in my honors English class. I read it to the class, as I suppose it was assigned for us to get know each other better, I wish it to serve the same purpose now.

I am from the babbling creek,

The graceful tears of rain that sing

A melody so soft and sweet

It always sent me right to sleep.

I am from the summer days 

Where the grass would tickle my feet,

The little girl who ran after Ice cream trucks

Yeah, that was me.

I am from the Winter days

Where snow would sometimes fall.

I'd roll around in clouds of white

until noon day would call.

I am from a warm embrace

The inspiration of a smile,

The people that surrounded me

Grew to comfort me a while.

I am from the creaking floorboards.

Of a house made so long ago.

The ground I constantly trudged 

My grandfather owned.

I am from the sounds of bullets

The Call's Of "Yeah I got a gun!"

I guessed we seemed like crazy rednecks

But, Hey I was still young.

I am from a elders wisdom

Their knowledge filled my mind

Their words will always linger

I'll share them all in time

This is who I am

Who I'll hope I'll always be

And these are all the little things

That came together to create me.- Misty Clayton 

Author's Note

Please ignore any grammatical mistakes. I hope you enjoy, thank you for ANY feedback. I appreciate every comment, the rhyming in this poem makes it sound quite playful, although I meant for it to be that way for it characterizes me from when I was younger as well.

Reviews

[zainul]

This piece sounds like a song in my heart.
You have a special writing skill that can capture people.
I really enjoyed the write.
I specially love this stanza:

"I am from a warm embrace
The inspiration of a smile,
The people that surrounded me
Grew to comfort me a while.

[annabellee]

what a great and poetic introduction of yourself. Welcome to WC :)

[Jenna Clayton]

I remember when you shared this in class, your's was so amazing! You took half no a fourth of the time it took me to write mine. Over all, you did wonderful, sister.

[Misty.C]

Haha- actually this was a stupid mistake on my part for clicking submit when I didn't copy my poem onto to the entry. Although I appreciate your review of it as a artistic statement, I wish it was that indeed, although sadly I'm only confided in the nonsense of my forgetfulness, I'll have to fix this- I clearly couldn't read -nothing- to my class and receive an A for it.

[Christoph]

I've decided the fact this is blank is an artistic statement. Or at least, I've decided to steal that and publish a blank poem in a month or so, when everyone's forgotten I just said I was going to do that.