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Where I'm From

April 14, 2013
By Anonymous

I am from crayons
With paper to color.
I am from snow, covering the yard.
(White, sparkling, too cold to eat).
I am from autumn trees,
Bloom in the fall.
Whose leaves I remember,
Bare then recover.

I am from Saltwater Taffys,
And weekends down the shore.
I’m from the family gatherings,
The Italians know how to party.

I am from Sunday morning Church,
With the shepherd and his lambs.

I’m from my grandfather
And his early morning cigars.
From my father singing
And dancing throughout the house
The way he would swing me around.

Under my bed,
There was a box full of memories.
They appear in my dreams.
I am from those moments.
They live on through me.



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