I am from the sunset, the river, boats
And those boatmen
Smile at me,
I take a stroll on the embankment
I am from the plains and sultry weather
And them beating the heat
I am from the seasonal colors of crops
To golden yellow,
Vibrant, hued joys of a farmer’s soul.
I am from the concrete jungle
Solemnly busy and ruthless,
I am from the perpetual poise
Bravery and timidity,
Harmony and conflict
After all I am no different than you are.
Join me on Dversepoets OpenLinkNight#148. I used a prompt that I missed earlier – Where are you from? by Mary.