Where I am From

I am from the dog’s howls to the complete silence

I am from the green grass in my backyard

I am from the flower tree, peach tree which are tall to climb

I am from ice cream and cake from the panaderia

I’m from listening gossip from underground like to the top of the sky. I am from happiness and sadness

I am from Charlotte’s Web

Cake and milk at the table

From my dad’s smile to his happy eyes

Under my bed boxes of photographs but also shoes

I am from memories Thinking and not forgetting The tree getting chopped down.