Personal "Where I'm from" poem

I am from a land of swirling winds
From red soil and mountains
I am from the green under blue
How I left that place so fast
Just remembrance of things past
I rely on others’ memories

I’m from the game of Life
From the unexpected
I’m from the adventure
And the colorful cards of stories
From bills to careers
I’m from the variety of ideas
Making my own recipes
With a little bit of cheese

I’m from the New York Bagel
From toasty bagels and strong coffee
From the time of early morning
To the car of my uncle’s
That’s big and comfy

Behind the old rusty chair
Is a stadiometer
That’s broken and useless
How I wish I could grow taller
I’m from the memory
Still stuck in that time