I Am From

I read this and thought I would give it a try. I will write a "poem" about where I am from, but please take note that I abhor free verse. I will write phrases that are said to be a poem because free verse has no rules or limits and that is easier.

I am from the mists of time.
I am from eternity, which has conspired
Across the eons to create this me.
I am from the death of potato famines.
I am from the death of an only child.
The sweeping changes of all time have
Brought together this set of circumstances.
I am from a motherless mother.
I am from the solid farm.
I am from the war's depths and peaceful reunions.
I am from the love and devotion that knows no bounds.
I am from teachers and salesmen and Budweiser.
I am from the frightened child hiding from danger.
I am from Irish tempers, heated and wild.
I am from Teutonic tempers, cold and hard.
I am from English stoics, holding on.
I am far more interested in where I am going
Than where I am from.