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A River Runs Through It
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I Am From

I am from dirt and mud

From the outdoors and wilderness

I am from Hy-Vee fresh smelling breads and

Fresh baked cookies

Oodles of noodles of saucy spaghetti

I am from ferocious brothers

Broken bones

From basketball courts

I am from baby’s giggles and smiles

From getting lost in the mall

Shopping for hours

From the fizz of Mello Yello

The citrus bubbly flavor

I am from Monday night football

Green bay Packers

From Brett Farve

I am from camp memories

The crackles and sparks of flames

I am from youth retreats

Fishing and bomb fires

I am from "Wait till you’re older"

"Don’t touch that"

"Be careful"