GARY PAOLUCCI

I Am From Poem

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I am from shores north of Boston

Raised in a sheltered suburbia

 

I am from a great family

Dad, Mom, Matthew, and John

Our home has welcoming arms

 

I am from classic Italian roots  

So the best room was the kitchen

 

I am from amazing home cooked cuisine

Aromas fluttering through the house

 

I am from Pasta and Pizza

The staples of my tasteful memories

 

I am from a room that I could call my own

Where the ocean blue carpet

Painted the sky blue walls

 

I am from a creative mind

Building boats to float

And airplanes to fly

My Lego blocks were endless

With Imagination combined

 

I am from great ancestry

I am from great friendships

My Papa was a wise man

And very funny too

He told me family comes first

And it always will indeed

But what happens when friends are family?

Because my family would not disagree

 

I am thankful for a good life brought upon me

I am thankful for all those who have been apart of my life

 

I am from the shores north of Boston

Living in a now open world

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