I Am from the Love of My Family by Lillian Olivari I am from the books from the pen and paper I am from the blank white walls with that one picture The warmness and coldness I am from the roses The lilies in my mom’s room I’m from the baked mac and cheese every holiday and karaoke at every party From my grandma and grandpa I’m from the loud music and dancing And from the cooking all day and the cooking all night I’m from the look fear in the eyes and never let anyone bring you down and “When the world seems so cruel and your heart makes you feel like a fool, I promise you will see I will be your remedy.” My mother said the song reminded her of me I’m from the sleepovers I’m from Methodist Hospital and Brooklyn Pork chops and mash potatoes From the being a soldier in the war The blue eyes and wavy hair The big box of pictures of my aunt and uncles and their childhood The pictures of my friends and family on my wall and the love I feel in my heart
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