Untitled by Matt Lease

I am from the Grand Staff,
from treble clef and bass clef.
I am from the strings wound tightly on a guitar,
(Bronze, glossed
like tired eyes)
I am from the keys on a piano,
the sharps and flats
that make the scales odd and interesting,
genuine but not unknown.

I'm from sand and waves,
from salt water and fresh water.
I'm from breezy plains and calm neighborhoods,
from urban city and rural town.
I'm from streets and hills
and home
where I can be myself.

I'm from generosity and ignorance,
love and care.
From snack-time with Grandma
to
long road trips with dad.
At the cabin was a boat which we'd take at night
to look at the sky and share of our dreams.

I am from memories --
most of them forgotten --
defining my being.

**Inspired by "Where I'm from" by George Ella Lyon