Where I’m from
By:
Carlene Cassorla
I am from magazines,
From advertisements and receipts
I
am from the city streets,
(Loud and busy, sounds like honking horns
throughout the nights.)
I
am from the red roses, yellow daisies,
the
natural colors of the fall time.
I
am from the big family pasta dinners and brown eyes
from my Mother and Father, and Nana.
I
am from the loud gatherings and football showings with a little bit of cooking
From where the tooth fairy is real and
Santa ate all my cookies.
I
am from multi-religions,
Where
one is no better than the other
I
am from Rochester, with Sicilian traditions.
From
the boat ride in Italy when my great grandpa came to the United States
I
am from the coal mines of Pennsylvania
Where
my other great grandpa made his living
I am from many silly and serious family
pictures
Which
are around the family mantle for decoration
