I am from hushed voices and eggs frying before dawn
Percolating coffee and kisses goodbye
Dads leave for work while moms take care of the home
I am from shared bedrooms and one bathroom
A phone on the kitchen wall with a stretched out cord
Dinner for seven every day at 4
I am from crab feasts, softball games and late night campfires
Peeking through stair railings to see late night dance parties
A classic jukebox singing Elvis, Jim Croce and beloved CCR
I am from bikes on the front lawn and catching cooties from boys
Firefly chasing, quiet stargazing and sweet summer crushes
Freedom filled days paused til tomorrow when the street lights came on
I am from emotions that run deep with nowhere to go
Sensitivity is a flaw so keep it fun, keep airy, keep it low
Smile big and look pretty and you will be loved
I am from dreams and longings of Father, Son, Holy Spirit
Fragile faith not knowing how yet craves to enter in
Lovingly He woos me. He knows me. And He ushers me in.
