Roxanne: Shadow Poem

Roxanne

Shadow Poem
Inspired by George Ella Lyon’s “Where I’m From”

I am from a book,
From beds and lamps.
I am from the grass,
(Green, smelling
sweet after a fresh rain.)
I am from the unkempt flowers,
The pathway to the door,
Whose bricks I laid myself.

I am from chocolate and good books, 
from Bernice and Richard
I am from the strict
And the warm-hearted,
From the sit-down and be-quiet.
I am from the pews and the setting of a Catholic Church,
seen only three times a year.

I am from Anchorage and My Mother Theresa,
Chicken and Lemonade.
From the eye my mother almost lost 
because of an accident caused by her younger sister,
To the broken arm of my baby sister.
On the walls are my family pictures,  
a capture of time paused, but past.