I am the food in my kitchen.
My Internet and Xbox 360.
I am the shelter my parents created;
Within the feeling of love.
I am the sand on a beach.
The trees,
Who's long gone limbs I remember,
As if, they were my own
I am black hair, tall cousins
From Pablo and Iris.
I am bitten nails and family;
From Dominican, Puerto Rican heritage.
I am happiness and love,
And the too many sweets I eat.
I am the family reunions
I am from the Bronx to Manhattan,
The pictures on my wall
I am the…
Life I Hold and the Life I will Live…
THIS IS WHAT I AM FROM…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem