Where+I'm+from+by+Patricia+Burgos


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Where I’m from ** I'm from dust Of old books, and From memories Inside them I'm from my cosy little corner Where I can hide between cushions When afraid of Someone or something I'm from hot chocolate In the freezing, Winter mornings From the moments When everyone is trying To get a comfortable Seat near the fire I'm from new And exotic flavours From all around the world I'm from my big sister Bárbara And from the tiffs Between us, From the “shut up” “Leave me alone” and “Quiet I’m studying” I'm from the thoughts Of the past, and from The dreams inside my head I'm from the kisses And love from my family And from the warm hugs My sister gives me On cold, dark nights
 * By Patricia Burgos **