Brodius Morghan Poet Persona

Where I Come From

I am from little toys, from 
hair gel to vases.
     I am from the Foster Home
and the scent of cleaning.
     I am from the growing basil,
the fallen tree out back whose
long gone limbs I remember as
if they were my own.
     I'm from movie nights and 
silver coins and from loud 
Christmas feasts.
     I'm from giants and Krampus
and "God Bless America!"
     I'm from watching the fireworks
from Cali and Michigan, pineapple 
on pizza.
     I'm from Indian princesses,
Kings with forgotten names.
     With pictures on the wall
in the bedroom I'll remember
forever.

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Caren Krutsinger December 21, 2018 at 9:20 PM Your poem is outstanding, and fun to read. It tells so much! You have been in two states I have also lived in, so it was easy to relate. Welcome to Poetry Soup, Brodius.