I Am From... By Ilana A. Sabio Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

I Am From... By Ilana A. Sabio

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I am from my purple and green stripped towel
from bounty and the long broom in the kitchen
I am from the dark scary attic, a coffee scented kitchen
From the rose bush hidden near my porch
The Oak tree covering my backyard
Whose long limbs I feel
As if they were my own.

I’m from Christmas and dark brown eyes
From Heather and Francis
I’m from a sweet tooth and
Sleepy heads and
From joking too much.

I’m always from listen and stand up for
Yourself and curiosity killed the cat
Mississippi and New York City
Cornbread and macaroni & cheese.

From grandma meeting her grand father
Who was once an Indian chief
Pictures of my great grandma, the great grandma on my
Mom’s side
On the wall in my room and in my sun room
Who I love dearly and miss a lot but keep her safe in my
heart.


By Ilana Sabio (my 9 years old granddaughter) See where grandma is from.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gregory Pierre-jerome 29 June 2010

wow....u should read simple love in my list i think........great job

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 10 January 2010

Able Granddaughter of illustrious Granny…excellent poem…hugs to Ilana…convey please… 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK

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that is wonderfulpoem..bravo..

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Bele Lele 25 August 2009

Amazing..love this poem to bits.it made me smile.Love the use of words and the way its layed out.well done.

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Mel Vincent Basconcillo 26 April 2009

u are spectacular! passionate write!

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