I am from the Grand Canyon painting in the foyer
inked with smoky oranges and royal purples
From crackling fireplaces and smooth, dark marble
countertops
I am from emerald green window shutters and warm
brick home exterior
From lemon scented dish soap
I am from the busy butterfly bush teeming with life
in the backyard
The crimson Japanese maple out front
I’m from eating Peeps before breakfast on Easter
morning and stubborn opinions
From Sydney the dog and Dad
I’m from Eddy burping at the dinner table and Joey
falling asleep watching football
And from Mom playing opera music too loud
I’m from “Wear your helmet” and “Just read a book”
From the upbeat Old Dan Tucker song
I’m from Fairfax Hospital and Czechoslovakia
Creamy mashed potatoes with melted butter and
crumbly gluten free bread
From the time my dad surprised my mom with opera
tickets
She was so surprised that she cried
From the thick, worn photo albums in the dusty
dining room preserving all our memories
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