Ryan's I AM poem

At school, Ryan had to write a poem about who he is- When I saw what he wrote and the pictures he chose to display, it brought both Matt and I to tears.

We are so proud of who you are Ry and we love you lots!!

Great job on the poem.....

'I am from the bullets out of my grandpa's gun

From peanut butter sandwiches and nasty eggs

I am from the small house with the big shop

And the smell of stew cooking on the stove

I am from orchard grass fields and palm trees

Who blew in the wind, calming the soul

I am from never waiting until Christmas morning

And big family dinners

From Jolings and Huttemas

I am from dirt bikes, 3 wheelers, and street bikes

I am from be strong and courageous

To singing the Beach Boys on the way to school

I am from Christmas dinners with nan and pops

I am from Deutschland to Medford

To roast and mashed potatoes on Sunday

From big crashes and scars

And ending at grandpa's flag on grandma's table'