Mixed Colors

I am from Alameda,
the land of mixed colors.
The streets are extravagant,
with lights circling the city.

I am from orchids of all colors,
their scent stronger than sweet.

I am from places,
far, far away.
Places that nobody dreams of going,
some places where the weather is always hot,
and some where the houses are always cold.

I am from people ,short and tall,
Auntie Joy to Uncle John,
two different people, but still the same garden.

I am from different people,
but one different family.

by Adrienne

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