I am

I am antique malls and dusty dishes 

I am front porch pickers and moonshine sippers 

I am light up sketchers and spongy pineapple dwellers

I am young mistakes and a family disgrace

I am dogwood trees and honey bees

I am a 72 and a 911 

I am Cuba 

I am France 

I am blue-blooded Englishmen who failed to preserve their wealth

I am dogs, cats, chickens, and ducks, rescued horses and broken down trucks

I am goosenecks, bumper pulls, twos and fours but never a six and dreams of an eight 

I am moonshine runners and lies to cover

I am homemade mud baths tracked throughout the house 

I am sneaking out, louder than a mouse

I am Chron's disease and bad knees 

I am green and white, white and blue, blue and gold 

I am Noah's Ark, Adam and Eve 

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