I Am From.

Coy Draheim

I am from a mother, Who cared not of my mistakes, But of telling me I was loved.

I am from country, Born to a small town, Shocked to grow up in a big one.

I am from family, Where happiness and good times were a wildfire, And you always wanted to get burned.

I am from a grandfather, Who filled in as a dad, But was loved as one from the start.

I am from sports, Hardwood floors and metal hoops, Feelings of triumph and humbling in moments of defeat.

I am from the arts, Music,drama, art, and literature, Sparking expression and a getaway.

I am from teaching, A parent that taught at work and home, And a son that will follow in her footsteps.