I Am Huckins

By Madison Cilk (August 2014 CIT)

I am from the tall pines,

shading me from the summer sun.

I am from chocolate chip pudding.

I am from Sundae Sunday.

I am from “Let’s ‘Nellie-Skip’ ladies!”

I am from the hopes of getting a letter.

I am from rarely getting a package.

I am from “Ladies! Please quiet down! It’s past taps!”

I am from Olympic Day.

I am from loon calls,

singing me their haunting songs late at night.

I am from Taylor Swift songs every morning.

I am from capers.

I am from the Johns.

I am from endless whispers late at night.

I am from love.

I am from where the purple lilacs grow.

I am from Camp Huckins.