My poem i wrote hahahha

I am from water bottles, from Gatorade and Propel.

I am from freshly cut blades of grass, the shade of a great maple tree.

I am from clanging and clashing of shin guards and sudden blows of the whistle.

I am from the raging tackles and shouts of a foul.

From dangerous plays and high kicks.

I am from countless throw-ins and endless head balls.

I’m from the hard work and training, from the extensive amount of sprints.

From the wins and loses, the cheers and boos.

I am from the bruises and broken bones, from medals and trophies.

I am from blaring country music, from Dierks Bentley and Faith Hill.

I am from old trucks and fast cars.

From long car rides and fishing trips up north.

I’m from spending a day out on a lake, from spending a night under the stars.

I am from ATV rides with my cousins and feeding corn to the deer.

I’m from rolling around in the long grass and playing hide-in-go-seek in the woods.

From slowly cooked hot dogs and homemade roasted smores.

I am from the howls of a coyote as the moon starts to rise.

From the chirping of crickets as they sing you off to sleep.

I am from watching the sunset in the purple and orange sky.

I’m from home cooked chicken and the smell of freshly baked pie. 

I am from sounds of tornados and watching lighting flash across the darken sky.

From the laughter of children playing Off-the-wall, from the fun of making pool waves by countless cannonballs.

I am from the endless games of tag and the white socks that turned green on the bottom.

I’m from the great river valleys of Ohio and the rolling plains of Kansas.