Below you'll find one of a few poems I wrote.

'I Am From..."    8/20/2011

For those who want their forefather’s legacy and spirit to be alive forever. I am dedicating this poem to your children, my children and to our grandparents who unknowingly but strongly influence us.

I Am From…

By Gabriela C. Sirbu

I’m from the Balkans and from the Carpatian Mountains,

And from where Danube meets the sea.

I am from human presence since the Neolithic there

Where homo-sapien grandma’ fought for me.

I am from Thracian tribes of Getaes and Dachs

Who fought the mighty Romans with though guts,

I’m from the Burebista – year 40 before Christ

And from King Decebal whom Trajan dust.

I am from caves where food was caught with cuspids

And from the pioneers of flight,

With heart and brain to fly in eighteen-hundreds

Today at Boeing still 'are known as bright.

I’m from Apollodorus’ Bridge across the Danube,

I am a fan of Tesla’s vision of setting weather to my wish,

Although not many understood his fiction,

But many’ve used in time a remote dish

I am from where you light a candle when grandpa dies,

You cry, you eat.

I am from where you are polite with others

But no one steps on you for your defeat

I am from where the pencil was invented

And Cybernetics, flutes, Enescu’s well known rhapsody,

In Paris, Queen Marie our courage represented

She reunited regions, and has her heart locked by the sea.

I am from where the flags show colors of the skies, and blood, and grains

And from where Insulin was rooted.

Am from where beauty of the soul is heard in plains,

And from when Nadia Comaneci’s ten (10) was trouble-shooted

I am from Dracula and Transylvania’s famous castle.

And where bestsellers in the stores have poured,

Where he, Eliade, was the first to master

A history of all religions in the world

I am from where Bill Gates finds talents

And from the graveyard where you laugh: quite strange.

And from where beauties Ferragano hires

To show his fashion on the stage.

I am from cabbage rolls, and wine, and Brandy

And from the firing circle dances of October feasts,

I am from “Oina”, the godfather of baseball

And from where Michael, Gabriel immersed.

I am from clay, from grass, from strands…from matter

But mostly I am from truth, from culture, caring, and white dove,

And from the loving heart and wisdom of grandmother

I am from action, and tradition, I'm from LOVE!

8/20/2011