Where I’m From

I am from documents and lawyers,

From genes I don’t know.

I am from across the dateline,

A whole other country,

That teaches a language that I do not speak.

I am from the city that never sleeps,

A city under constant construction,

Filled with afternoons of flooded, tourist filled streets.

I am from gray, concrete sidewalks,

Honking horns and blaring sirens.

I am from shop filled blocks,

Stocked shelves and working cashiers.

I am from inside jokes with friends,

and a warm loving family.

I am from a family who took me in as one of their own,

I am from a loving home.

CC BY-SA 4.0 Under Construction by Wren is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

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1 Comment
  1. Alejandro 2 years ago

    Excellent! I love the descriptive language. With your description i can picture what you are saying.

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