Friday, January 25, 2008

A Happy Poem for this Rainy, Rainy Day

As a part of a heritage project at school, Sophie wrote a poem about herself that follows the pattern of George Ella Lyon's Peom "Where I'm From." This is Sophie's version.


Where I'm From
by Sophie Chamberlain

I am from dice,

From playing cards and an old couch.

I am from the kidney-shaped pool,

Tasting like salt

And smelling like chlorine.

I am from the prickly pinecones

And Emma’s cumquat bush.

They smelled like citrus

And tasted sour and sweet at the same time.

I am from brownies and BBQ’S,

From uncle Ross and Gideon.

I am from laugh-out-louds and snapping photos,

From “Practice piano” and “Don’t eat like a pig”.

I am from “ If all the raindrops” and whale watches.

I am from “The California Grey“.

I am from the sunny beaches of California,

Banana pancakes and chocolate milk.

From long trips with sunflower seeds and diet coke.

I am from the old photos in a box, in the closet.

I am from moments that I will pass on to my children.

I am just a leaf-fall from a family tree.



**It's just about enough to bring a mom to tears.

As a part of a heritage project at school, Sophie wrote a poem about herself that follows the pattern of George Ella Lyon's Peom "Where I'm From." This is Sophie's version.


Where I'm From
by Sophie Chamberlain

I am from dice,

From playing cards and an old couch.

I am from the kidney-shaped pool,

Tasting like salt

And smelling like chlorine.

I am from the prickly pinecones

And Emma’s cumquat bush.

They smelled like citrus

And tasted sour and sweet at the same time.

I am from brownies and BBQ’S,

From uncle Ross and Gideon.

I am from laugh-out-louds and snapping photos,

From “Practice piano” and “Don’t eat like a pig”.

I am from “ If all the raindrops” and whale watches.

I am from “The California Grey“.

I am from the sunny beaches of California,

Banana pancakes and chocolate milk.

From long trips with sunflower seeds and diet coke.

I am from the old photos in a box, in the closet.

I am from moments that I will pass on to my children.

I am just a leaf-fall from a family tree.



**It's just about enough to bring a mom to tears.

10 comments:

Scott and Karin said...

WOW! Sophie is really talented! It's beautiful, Soph, I love it!

Julie Pia said...

Oh my gosh! What happens if the proud friend starts to cry? I guess it just means YOU ROCK SOPIE!!! Keep 'em coming! -Julie

Anonymous said...

Sophie that was beautiful. I love your poem especially the part about Grandpa's diet coke and sunflower seeds. I'd love to see the format you were asked to follow. I love you.
--Grandma Chamberlain

Anonymous said...

sophie, that was so amazing. i think we should all write a poem like that now and again to remember where we are from.
what a keepsake.
j

campblondie said...

I'm totally crying.....what of it? Love you soph.

Anonymous said...

Hi Emily!!
It's Stephanie...long time no see. Doug told me about your blog and I love reading it...keeping up with the antics of a wonderfully beautiful family!
Love this poem, this girls got talent. :)
Miss you all and hope I get to see you soon!
xoStephanie

embot said...

Stephanie. wow! I saw that you moved recently. I hope everything is going great for you.

We have you scheduled to come watch the kids our house while we go have this baby sometime in march. it's tradition, right? i hope you have cleared your schedule. :)

brookeisacrazylady said...

she is amazing. seriously. amazing. i could not do that right now, even if they paid me alot.

Beth said...

I agree with crazy lady..... very impressed!

ksanft said...

Hey Emily. So....I don't usually make it a habit of commenting on other people's blogs but kelly sent me over here to read this and can I just say how brilliant and amazing sophie is? We loved having her and Owen at the house for the short time they stayed with Kelly. What do I need to do to secure an arranged marriage with Mikey?