Where I’m from
I am from the many places I’ve lived, from my grandparent’s basement apartment to Army housing in Germany.
I am from a blended, chaotic home of stepsisters coming and going and a sports obsessed younger brother.
I am from Jessie’s, Scovilles’s, LaChappelle’s, and Martin’s.
I am from strong French Canadians and a mixed lineage that makes me a true “American Mutt.”
I am from great-grandma’s lollipop box, Meme’s rocking chair, “don’t jump on the well!” and Pepe’s old station wagon.
I am from crochet lessons, loud family gatherings, beautiful smiles and short statures…
I am the family repository of lineage. I keep the births and deaths. I’ve trooped through cemeteries, squinted at microfiche and thumbed through hundreds of record books.
I am strong and resilient.
I am who I am from all that I came from and those who came before me.
(try writing your own Where I'm From poem) It is inspired by George Ella Lyons.
I have two versions that I have been working on for awhile, but just finished this one..