This poem was created from the prompt Rarasaur shared on her blog. Thanks for the inspiration, Ra! (Prompt is below my poem.)
I am from this sunken couch
from dial-up internet and antenna TVs.
I am from kindness and empathy.
I am from the river.
(The water between two lands. It divides safety and the unknown.)
I am from Unity,
from french toast and ice cream.
I am from bare feet running in the yard.
I am from I love you, forever,
and sunrise, sunset.
I am from the nostalgic memories
of finding my way.
You can blame me when there’s no one left to blame, I don’t mind.
Here is the prompt.
Where are you from?