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Heritage Poem - Millie R.

My Heritage Poem
by Millie Root

German, Indian and European all play a part in my heritage.
My dad German, my mom European and my family a little Indian.
Together makes up me.

My dad was born in New York, but is Southern at heart.
Tennis and volleyball he loves them so.
And my mom, short but smart.
Like a delicate flower, the rarest of it’s kind.
I see both a rare flower and a Southern part in my heart.

My heritage, a palette of many different colors spread across the globe.