I am from sweet smelling air
from cow bells
and worn leather saddle straps

I am from self discovery and adventure
From unknown bugs buzzing around me
from rich soil  crackling with life

From old jokes that do not hold their humor
and old fashioned phrases passed down
I am from dust covered spier webs
and little white horse hairs

From dodging poisoned oak
and everything “new” to me
I am from nature