I am from God,
made in his image,
created from dirt and made with love.

I am from food,
pizza with extra cheese,
fried chicken and Mom's homemade spaghetti.

I am from family,
a loving mother and a caring father,
yet, I would not forget my grandpa,
who served in the military for my freedom.

I am from colors,
red days when I am angry,
green days when I am envious,
and I cannot forget blue days when I am sad
yet, there are those days when everything seems white and so clear,
and I know that I should just keep on living.

Chelsea DeVries

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-i-m-from/