I am From by Ambre L

 I am From

The vibrant dances and festivities

of the Creole

I am From

The brick hard stuborness and passion

of the Italian

Joined together under the magical wooing

of the French

 

I am From

The noisy packed tables at Christmas

The jaw droping sizeled out school

The blood boiling arguments

And the breathless laughter

 

 

Most of all

I am From

My stands, my falls

And my journey yet to come

 

I may not be sure of where I'm from

or where I'm going

But I kow that I'm bloming

And soon I'll find

What truly captures my mind





Maksim, Pasko. Fiery Wings. N.d. Photograph. 123RF. Web. 07 Nov. 2013.