i am from vermont just went to a peaceful it's so quiet and bright nothing is moving or making a sound all is still like time itself as for those you come inside to get warm only to see the snow falling called spotless my mama asked me to clean my room just fix it up once in a while of course i said but i procrastinated another day and but another and another my mom said to me clean your room ok mom i will  again i put it off again and again and again once my mother told me to pick up my room i can't lift that i responded sarcastically you know what i mean she's better we'll do mom i said a new i waited and waited and waited some more my progenitor exclaimed that my room was a mess if you don't clean your room i'll take your phone away for three months i clean my room spotless the opera family photo where nobody could keep a straight face or even smile as dysfunctional as we are i am from the house on the street in the town of the state of vermont valuable sport was created if you have ever played then you know the feeling of stepping to the plate with the bases full and everyone especially the pitcher staring you down the set of everyone's actions is incredible and you must always be on the alert but the alert for b about to attack summer i look outside my up i see my father and my dog in it i can see my fireplace outside is being used then a night i hear the peepers out in the field and the smell of steak on the grill then there's a fair going with my brothers friends around it is the yellow lab dog next to me chewing on a stick that's when i realized  the little hill and the little town and the small state and the big country from the giant world a neighborhood filled with dogs and constant commotion friends fun running riding skiing all all around surrounding me as the mountains we sleep safely inside the summer breeze breeze blowing by with the noxious songs of the peepers and the coyotes  never day goes by without a new challenger venture we fill our days with fun and friendship making memorably memories for a life with scars and bruises left behind where the sunlight pours into windows where the grass grows up higher than you know where the cats go around eating everything where the old school a swing set still stands held together by memories where things get soaked and damage w trampolines and twists and flips and fun i am from moving boxes and moving trucks i am from transitions and new fun i am from new houses and a family that doesn't change with them i am from marshmallow smores and big giant fires sleepers that grandma and sliding down the tin or table in till something to her i am from candy until you can't feel your teeth and downstairs to get ice cream but getting caught every time i am from my brother teaching me how to ride a bike and just pushing me down a hill i am from my brother teaching me how to rest but him just punching me in the face i am from my mother resorting to paying me to eat vegetables but me spitting it out and saying it wasn't even worth ten dollars i am from the mistakes of myself and others and i am from learning that you can't make them even if it sometimes feel like you will ok my name is also and my poem is called butterfly mask ok one time my grandmother tried on a butterfly mask like one you would see at a mat at a masquerade ball she put it on and asks how do i look to which my brother said responded you look like an old butterfly now my grandmother is such a good sport when it comes to these things some people would have scolded him for saying that but my grandmother just laughed we all l every time we see one of those masks now i laugh i will always remember that moment i'll always remember how but it helped i'll always remember my grandmother and how much i loved her courageous person he likes to ride it that he likes to ride hike by bike in the mud and he loves to climb trees he is a person that likes to be warm but with a little bit of snow but when he is going gone he will be left when he is gone everything is called and dark so we had to weigh the future we had to wait to see us again until next year chew my future children eat your vegetables i do not know yet and you're only a single you are only a thing living in my or someone else's uterus but i know you're awesome excuse my word abuser uterus the geese and every other bird that travels away for the winter better on the frozen pond and warm day all the same they want to be spring with her beautiful gardens and green leaves does not one just really know what she is or who she wants to be that everyone seems to want to be with her warm and sunny personality there's nothing better than having fun in a sun with these for going biking exploring running playing baseball and soccer even hiking sometimes swimming june these times are a blast and i hope you think so too that there really is no better time than springtime on jake in my home to poetry ok i knew you would sting sitting here trying to write you but i just can't i guess think if anything i could write i guess something down indenting to myself that doesn't make sense