I am an egg of a person

Full of potential

But have yet to break out 

Of my shell

Potential only describes what 

I haven’t done

But here is what I have:

I blew on a dandelion

At 6 years old

Finally discovering

The influence they have across 

the world

Their seeds travel as far as they can go

Affecting other places

Perhaps destroying 

What they can’t take

Sometimes I find myself

Cherishing the smaller moments

Rather than at large events,

I remind myself of the love I receive

I travel to my second home every year

and every year I feel closer but farther from it

Perhaps it is time

To finally reconnect

With my lost culture as well.