Braun's Poem: I am Home

I AM HOME

My first, memories were when I walked into a four

floor townhouse across from a solider field.

My feet making making a pitter-patter sound on

The cold bare floor.

I still remember the warm feeling of being a four

Year old in a new place.

That feeling you get when your parents tell you

That your bedroom was on the top floor with your

Own bed, and a beautiful view of the city.

That feeling when you realize how lucky you are.

I am home

I remember my parents driving into the 6ft 4 garage

With my new sister in my mom’s arms.

I remember running up the stairs plowing through the

Crowd of people telling them that my sister is here.

I found out that most of the time they like to cry, eat,

And sleep.

But that didn’t stop me from trying to play toy trains

With her, for years until I realized that girls mostly

Played with dolls and princesses.

I am home

Four years later my mom is in the ER about to have

Her fourth.

Both my sisters are in the hall playin’ princesses and

I’m outside wondering if I’ll get another sister or a

Brother.

I go to get a bite to eat, and 15 minutes later my dad

Walks up and says the baby is born.

A few minutes later I got to hold my baby brother

In my own arms, holding his hands which were as

Small as a pumpkin seed.

I am content.

I am home

I was homeschooled all my life until now.

My parents had decided to send me to public school,

Cause gettin’ good grades would get me into a good

High school.

My family dropped me off and I walked inside to class

Only to see that it seemed like world war three

Inside, I was scared to walk in, scared for my

Current, and future self.

Now I wake up at 6:15 every morning and go to

School with pride.

The trees seem full of joy, unlike they used to.

Lookin’ back I see what I’ve gone through to get to

This moment, and I smile because it’s no small victory

And I realize that I can get Past this, because I am

Confident.

I am home