Iowa

I’m going to where the grass is always greener,
To where the demeanor,
Is never
Mean.

Where a decision never equals a bad outcome;
This place isn’t suitable for some.
Where family is mistaken for friends
& friends for family.
Where I is for you
& you is for me.

I’m going home.
Not the home that I’ve been used to,
But something more relative.
A place where everyone knows how to live.

They live selfishly. That’s it. That’s all.
And life goes on & those people soon fall.
Yet again they rise,
& gratitude & care will show in their eyes.

They learn to love stronger
& pass all selfishly harmful tests.
But that’s another story so for now I digress.

Enough about others,
It’s about where I see me.

I’ll use their skills,
To better my skills,
& be filled,
With education.

Where the miscreants to the book fake it
& never make it
& pass the torch on to me

You See??

Maybe you don’t,
Not yet at least give yourself time.
For that gives me the opportunity to further shine.

& thoroughly explain to you
Where I’m about to go.
So so---

I’m going to where the geniuses stay up late
& the party-goers go in around eight.

To where my future has decided
To label this point in my life “The Best”
Because it will be, but yet again
I digress.

To where I can allow my true abilities,
& inabilities, to appear.
To see smiles from ear
To ear.

& to be apart of one.
To sometimes be the party pooper
In all the fun.

Yet it’s all fun & games;
Need I forget,
I can sometimes be the lame.

I’m headed to where inspiration
Is the word of the day.
Where I can bite down
And say—
“I can do this.”

I see me swimming in my fears
Doing the most difficult stroke—
In record time. This is no joke.

I see me being able to say
“yes I can help,
Because with this I have dealt.”

Its simple now just lean back & see,
Because in a month I’ll be in my new H-O-M-E!!

Inspired by: "Behind Grandma's House" by Gary Soto
Mariah M. Period 5