A Charmed Life

The square charm bracelet

that now barely fits around my wrist

My first piece of jewelry

That which gives me my identity

The boot-shaped country which I adore

That jingles when I walk

Reminding me of the country that I call home,

but the language I'll never speak 

The smell of homemade pasta sauce

The second link that ties me to my family

Saying, "Daddy's Girl"

The Shamrock Ball in 5th grade that I had my first date to

A black tuxedo and a lavender ball gown

He let me stand on his toes

An unbreakable bond

A pan-handled state known for it's oranges

A time when my family was split between two jobs and two cities

But we managed to grow even closer together as

we made up for the lost time

When we would reunite every three weekends in an airport

If I ever forget my worn-in bracelet

Which has battle scars from all my adventures

I feel as though a piece of me is lost

The imprints in my skin after wearing it all day

reminds me of the people I choose to call 

Family