Exploring the Past

My Roots

 

In my blood flows baseball

From my grandfather

In my blood flows an apple tree

From my backyard

In my blood flows matzo-ball soup

From my mother’s mother

 

In my veins flows classical music

From my fathers teachings

In my veins flows pets put down

From the shadows of death

In my veins flows sailboats

From the shores of my dreams

 

In me empty boxes roam

From the imaginations of my sister and me

In me my first homerun flies

From years of waiting

In me my Nana’s hugs give me warmth

From the previous generations

In me the bass line flows

From the essence of my soul

 

In me life lives

From me life lives