Where You Are From Poem by RACHEL ZARANTONELLO

As time passes by us,
Rocks, are sometimes thrown
Would you rather be smiling & comfortable,
Or face the world alone?
Deep inside, alone you feel
Without a place to be
Always moving; afraid to stay
What about FAMILY?
Can I help you make it?
A comfortable place you call home?
A tender touch, a laughing child,
The love I've always shown?
Still so many memories
The countless smiles to come
Happiness is where you make it-
Not always where you're from