I am from golden gates and redwood trees,
from sunny days and rainy winters.
I am from t-shirts and jeans,
from tennis shoes and athletic wear.
I am from corn fields and flat land,
from tall mountains and beautiful greens.
I am from two types of faith, right or wrong,
from family gatherings around the menorah, to presents around the tree.
I am from bare feet and summer nights,
hanging out and running around.
I am from countless injuries, too many to remeber.
from lost thoughts and headaches,
from swollen ankles, elbows, and knee,
my name is calamity.
I am from the mud and durt of a green field,
from endless days of hardwork and practice,
from blood and bruises of diving through the air, parallel to the ground.
I am from shinguards to cleats,
to jerseys to gloves,
soccer is and was my way of life.
I am from small dogs and big dogs,
from crying little cousins, to bothersome siblings.
I am from a brother who makes annoying faces,
to a sister who never asks to borrow my clothes.
I am from long car rides, filled with yelling and spatial problems.
I am from Marry Poppin's umbrela, to Maria's guitar,
from Harry's glasses, to Mr. Darcy's awkwardness.
I am from rumbling and roaring engines,
from oil stains and coolant refils.
I am from shamrocks and red coats,
from German beer to Russian vodka.