The poet describes where they come from through references to their family, home, and upbringing. They come from a big family home filled with sibling battles, surrounded by nature like almond trees and flowers. They come from spending weekends with grandparents and a studious family, as well as movie nights, church on Sundays, and creating art. The poet finds strength and comfort from their faith and knowing they are loved, coming from a diverse cultural background in Michigan between Native Americans and favorite foods.
The poet describes where they come from through references to their family, home, and upbringing. They come from a big family home filled with sibling battles, surrounded by nature like almond trees and flowers. They come from spending weekends with grandparents and a studious family, as well as movie nights, church on Sundays, and creating art. The poet finds strength and comfort from their faith and knowing they are loved, coming from a diverse cultural background in Michigan between Native Americans and favorite foods.
The poet describes where they come from through references to their family, home, and upbringing. They come from a big family home filled with sibling battles, surrounded by nature like almond trees and flowers. They come from spending weekends with grandparents and a studious family, as well as movie nights, church on Sundays, and creating art. The poet finds strength and comfort from their faith and knowing they are loved, coming from a diverse cultural background in Michigan between Native Americans and favorite foods.
I am from the big house, quiet but loud with the battles of siblings I am from the almond trees, violets, rocks, the pine trees, sunflowers, I am from Grandkids weekends and the studiousness, from my Grandmother and Mother and Dad. I am from the Movie nights and Church Sundays. From the promise of greatness and the masterpieces I create. I am from the holy bible in my hand. And I know he loves me no matter what. Im from Michigan and the Native Americans, Guacamole along with cinnamon rolls. From the cancer my brother survived when I was 3, the stress it put on my mother, and the death of my grandfather I hardly knew. I am from the hallways I pass every day with their stories and meanings behind them.