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Where are you from?

Poetry By: Semoyia

Tags: Family, Life

If you take away the houses, the geography, the land, everything physical, do you still know where your from?

(A poem I wrote for my College Readiness class)

Submitted:Apr 1, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


I am from endless tests of faith, love, and commitment
I wonder sometimes if the dust will ever settle, or if the struggle to see through it is too great

I am from Michigan lake swims every summer
I can still hear my little sister squealing as my brother takes her deeper into the water

I am from early morning arguments to get up from school
I always believed that no sane person should be up at the crack of dawn

I am from tales that are better left untold
I try to wish them all away

I am from after school trips to the park with my younger brothers and sisters
I can still feel the sand and hear the wind

I am from constant fights with my little bro
I swear he used to think of new ways to start them

I am from countless bedtime stories and lullabies
I try to remember how many stories I've had to make up out of the blue

I am from many houses and countless lost friends
I can't stop their memories from slowly fading away

I am from a family that sticks together when some others would fall apart
I prey it will stay that way

I am from endless tests of faith, love, and commitment and that will never change


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