Please rate my poem for english 2?

Where I鈥檓 from



I鈥檓 from the big grapefruit tree in our backyard; the adventures it would behold.

I鈥檓 from a bowl of cold, sugared strawberries.

I鈥檓 from cool, fresh sheets on the bed.

I鈥檓 from the rumble of a plane passing overhead.

I鈥檓 from the lullaby of a summer storm.

I鈥檓 from the races to the heater on a cold winter morning.

I鈥檓 from Easter egg hunts in the local park.



I鈥檓 from playing in the sprinklers on a hot day.

From getting my older brother into trouble for no reason.

I鈥檓 from bicycle races down the street.

I鈥檓 from free samples of fruit at Oakes Farms market.

I鈥檓 from playing outside for 6 hours, coming in for a drink, and going back out to play.

From the tantalizing smell of slow cooked home-made pot roast.

I鈥檓 from the wild imagination of a 7 year old.



I鈥檓 from birthday party sleepovers.

From lemonade stands, and 20 bucks per lawn mowed. ($10 front yard, $10 backyard. Tip not included.)

I鈥檓 from hitting little plastic golf balls in the front yard for hours at a time.

I鈥檓 from fishing trips with the family.

I鈥檓 from elaborate science fair projects that never work.

I鈥檓 from building impenetrable forts in the living room.

I鈥檓 from the smell of magnolia, and bougainvillea on a cool summer night in Alabama.



I鈥檓 from dressing up nice for church, and changing into my play clothes as fast as I could after I got home.

I鈥檓 from being happy to help out around the house, but if I was asked to do anything, you鈥檇 bet there鈥檇 be a fuss.

I鈥檓 from testing out a new RC toy as fast as possible.

I鈥檓 from sitting outside and watching the fireworks on the 4th of July.

I鈥檓 from trips to the beach that lasted all day.

I鈥檓 from being a straight A student, and hating every second of it.

I鈥檓 from reading the comics every Sunday morning.



I鈥檓 from getting up early to go golfing.

I鈥檓 from the calm, serene feeling of sitting and reading a book, with a cup of coffee, in sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt, in a dim-lit house, on a cool winter night.

I鈥檓 from singing along to every country song on the radio.

I鈥檓 from listening to classical music, and playing piano and guitar, even though I can鈥檛 read music.

I鈥檓 from shooting at empty soda cans with my dad and brother for hours.

I鈥檓 from weekend flea market raids.

I鈥檓 from getting up at the break of dawn to look for bargains at yard sales.

I鈥檓 from getting sick far too often.

I鈥檓 from a nice pot of home made chicken soup. I鈥檇 get sick on purpose just to have some.

I鈥檓 from staying up late doing homework.

I鈥檓 from golfing 8 hours a day.

I鈥檓 from going on the computer until my eyes hurt.

From a nice steak for breakfast.

I鈥檓 from the nightly ritual of Wheel of Fortune, and Jeopardy.

I鈥檓 from Naples, Florida.Please rate my poem for english 2?
I'm impressed



usually, for me, poetry like this is mawkish and forced, but this flows and has a life and humor and poignancy.



If you do not get an "A" for this, your teacher is a clothead