Mellisa Thompson Poet Rhyme

Where Am I From

I am from love and hate 
From happy and sad 
I am from the romances and pain 
I feel the warm of the sun to the smell of the rose 
I am from the red rose
The beauty of the rose that brings people together   


I am from singing song and dancing 
From Erene and Richard 
I am from running and skipping
And from baseball 


I am from fat and eating a lot 
And singing ABC
I am from Christmas 
I am from Mandeville and church 
Rice and chicken
From joy and happiness 
Scrapbook in boxes to darkest under the bed

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James Long July 16, 2020 at 7:16 PM The truth welcomes all of the facts. Here is one for you, friend: If we are all here and woke up whole this morning today, we are all miracles, with clean hands. We are the only ones; to make, and keep them dirty. Our Creator's Love Forgives; gives; forever lives; so should we; yes; why not us?