At a monthly writers group I attend we looked at This poem. We then wrote our own. Here is mine.
I am from
I am from life and love
From a father and mother
I am from close family and the extended members too
From Grandmother, grandfather and warm hugs and kisses on cheeks
I am from scraped knees and bandaids
From comforting hugs
I am from hide and seek
From bike rides and playgrounds
I am from pain and suffering
From the light and the dark.
I am from loud shouting and spilled tears of sadness
From laughter, happiness and the good and the bad.
I am from blindness
From hospital trips and stress
I am from blood tests, x-rays, sickness and health
From good news and bad news
I am from books and stories.
From the characters I call friends.
I am from music and movies
From the laughter they bring.
I am from winter and summer
From bundles of blankets and nights under the fan
I am from hot chocolate and icy lemonade
From family barbecues and big bowls of stew
I am from name calling and compliments.
From best friends and enemies too.
I am from encouragement and insults.
From strength and weakness
I am from difference
From diversity too.
I am from uniqueness
From my own identity.
I’m from all of these things,
But I am still me.
I hope you enjoyed my poem. If you would like to write your own Where i’m from poem, i’ll gladly share it here for all to read.