12 Point of Origin
Adopted finding new brothers and sisters
DNA speaks of Sicily and ancestors who
Ventured across the sea to a place called
Brooklyn with collections of their folk
Beautiful men and one being a father
Who I will never meet or see his
Good-looking glance that belongs to me and
My children in places around the eyes
I will never hear his voice though
I imagine my new brother sounds
Similar to that man who held my mother
Once upon a time near Brooklyn
There is no story to tell or know
How this comely young girl found herself
A handsome soldier beyond Italy’s shores
Long enough to make me
LOVE this! So glad to see some of this work coming to fruition.
‘his/Good-looking glance that belongs to me and/My children in places around the eyes’
Keep it going!!!