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Kimberly
I am from mexican music and spoken lanuages from seprated families and strong relationships.I am from the softness of my bed, with pilloes by my side,the memories on cloud 9 while i sleep.I am from the rose bushes,the summer days as they grew at my great grandmothers house,the smell that awakens the nieghbors with a smile.I am from enchiladas and cheese and beans cooking from the pots of my grandmas stove and mom watching over to learn to keep in the family.I am from the attitude, loud and joyful family, and tears that bring us joy from the stories i get told at night,before my eyes shut to dream.I am from the ghost story thats,been in the family and the one i still live up to.Im from Austin,Tx the city lights and parties on weekends.From the beginning of birth to the ending of this poem. : )
