I am from a desk, From Stickin' Lincoln and noisy playgrounds. I am from the cellar, dark, musty and frightening. I am from the mighty oak, my horse, my swing, my playground.
I am from the hidden pig and bumpy noses. From Ruby and Harry and Sharon. I am from laughter and dancing. From "Speak up!" and "Not now!"
I am from Sunday Mass and First communions. I'm from Isles of Green, corned beef and cabbage. From Grandpa "naked guy", smelling like Hally Berry, and Frankenstein Monster freak outs.
I am from the smiling walls, a memory on every surface reminding me of times gone by and rainbows of love.
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