I am from welcoming doors that open up to the warmth
From the fluffy rice at the dinner table and the magical playland
I am from my kingdom of everything the light touches inside the four walls
And all the tall windows with a view of the sky
I am from the giant oak tree resting in the corner,
Whose arms gave me shelter during the sweltering heat of the summer days
I am from the beaches of the Mediterranean
From Gokdere of Sky and river and Kozak of steppes
And from happiness and thundering laughter
I am from never feeling the cold on my skin in the clear waters
From Boreks and dolmas
I am from the moments that made me who I am
And the moments that will live forever in my fondest memories….
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