My sister's name is, Gina,
So Italian you can almost taste it.
My brother's name is, Fabiano,
So orginal, and new.
My father's name is, Joseph,
So common you'll never forget it.
My mother's name is, Katrina,
So beautiful and foreign.
My grandmother's name is, Milly,
So olden with age it describes her every move.
My grandfather's name is, Fonzie,
So cultured and different.
My boyfriend's name is, Luca,
So loving and caring, it's the only thing that keeps me together.
My name is, Violetta,
So lost.
April 6, 2015
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