Where im from

I'm from horses and saddles
from horseshoes to no shoes
I'm from the country
(a long, winding dirt road)

i am from the cottonwoods,
the willows tall and shady

I'm from thanksgiving and
late night fires from grandma
and papa.

I'm from the produce boys
and the salesmen. from the
do's and the don'ts

I'm from the hallelujahs and
a couple amens, I'm from the
arms of my mother

from hot coffee cups and
biscuits and gravy

from my Barbie jeep on
Christmas morning

and the cup papa put
to his head

hung on the walls old family
memories remain.