Where I’m From

I am from the rubber gloves that I wear with glee as I shine up my surroundings, from Tide with Bleach and olive oil. I am from the green ivy and the yellow sunflower that I would not give up until finally the wind that used to make it spin, also tore it apart. I am from the tulip, the soft curves of the tulip, that stand tall through the fierce raindrops of the Spring. I am from late night pizza’s and dark eyes, from Betty Jean and Mary.  I am from dark hair, freckles and long slender fingers. I am from beautiful, beautiful brown eyes and don’t ever wish yours were blue. I am from the sign of the cross, the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost, the breaking of the bread and the wine. I am from the thumb of the mitten and polska, golumbkis and pierogi’s, the sound of the accordion and the four leaf clover. I am from the orphanage that my grandfather ran away from, the street that he passed his own brother on but hadn’t seen him in 10 years, the thankfulness he felt that he was no longer alone, the smell of my grandfathers pipe tobacco and how it always makes me think of him. I am from the worn chest with the leather strap, the yellowed smooth cover of the formerly white album that shows a marriage once breathing, the rocking chair with the yellow cushion that rocked me while my eyelids grew heavy. I am from heartache, hopefulness, and sarcasm, but mostly, I’m from love.

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6 Comments

  1. Cazza

     /  August 7, 2008

    Thank you for sharing your words with me. My eyes never gets tired of seeing and understanding.

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  2. Cazza

     /  August 7, 2008

    I really appreciate you. The love you’ve shown overflows. Like a seed that multiplys once sowed, the seed grows 10 times, 20 times, thirty times, one hundred times.

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  3. Cazza

     /  August 7, 2008

    I’m sometimes lost for words, one thing for sure, I’m so happy you’re coming home.

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  4. Cazza

     /  August 7, 2008

    I’m glad you waited for me.

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  5. I never knew you were so deep…so complex…
    Interesting…
    and you’re Jenna’s friend? 🙂 LOL

    Reply
  6. Jenj

     /  October 16, 2009

    screw u kendra

    Reply

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