I am from war
From my great grandpa Red's bomber plane
I am from knitting
That a woman did to wait for her husband to come back

I am from the helicopters that went down
From a promise my grandma made
To stay with him forever if he survived
From a grandpa, who won't die

I am from the pain
That my father goes through daily
From the fires that he has extinguished
From the happiness that I bring him

I am from the love
That my mom gives to me
From the smell of the cookies she bakes

I am from the ancestors
Who died for my freedom

I am from the Gilbert bloodline-
Originating in Germany-
Never stopping.

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