Thinking of ancestors, strong and stubborn Sicilians like
myself.
Once living their lives on earth with family, doing every-
thing expected of them and then some.
Always loving and expecting the best out of everyone they
met.
Children, Grandchildren, all taking part in family traditions
and get-togethers constantly.
Celebrating Italian ways with good food and joyful love, ,
nothing ever able t compare with any of it.
A totally wholesome and genuine love and respect for family
ties throughout our lives together.
Everything encompassed and learned within family is brought
outside into the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem