Where I Learned

Here I walked for the first time on the worn old carpet, grey when I last seen it, but it started off white.
Here I watched learning by watching, not by asking questions,
Here I sat in the sanoma with my grandpa listening to stories and sharing cookies.
Here I stood on the lonely tall hill, but I'm not alone I'm surrounding by the dogs I grew up with.
Alone here I sat in full camo waiting for the perfect deer, and on the ground an hour later I stood smiling at the 5+5 cleaning it.
Here I ran through hay as tall as me tripping and falling but running as fast as I can.
Here Sam and I in the hot shed with the door open, got my pickup cleaned up the first time I bought it.
There I, walked down the halls to class surrounded by pure strangers, now some friends, and some enemies.

Mr. Dodge