I am from the olive tree fields

From Ferrero and Chicco

I am from the kitchen
Blue, White
It sounded like people joyfully talking
I am from the Farm
The beach
Windy and Salty
I am from the cooking and dark eyes
From Nonna and Nonno and Mimmi
I am from the long walks and
Traveling the world
From amore di Nonna and
alessiuccia bedda
I am from Christmas
Huge dinner
I am from Rome, Italy
Niscemi, Sicily
Cannoli and Pesto
From the loosing passport
At the airport and Mimmi crying
Papi angry and Mamma laughing
Walls full of stories surrounding us
I am from the mountains, the loud cities, the beach, I am from
everywhere.