"My People Are" by Nancy Ann Warren

My people are a crazy mixed can of nuts laughing at unimaginable tragedy kind very kind no bullies nor brutes, no guns concealed or otherwise, emanating warmth…welcome home we know your heart aches for missing mother and father for aunt Carm and uncle Harold for James for Paul for fried chicken potato salad picnics and homemade blueberry pies my people are that sense that permeates my being that there is a Peopled world living inside me.