Daughter of an Immigrant


In search of a better life,
She moved us out the city.
A home, a car, and a yard
All of this was new to me.
But I was just 10
& didn’t quite understand
That this was for our benefit.
But I missed my life,
My family, my friends.
So I cried & I cried
& I made it impossible.
Back to the city we went
To struggle, & I felt responsible.
A big weight for a little girl to hold.
It took me 20 years to finally unload.

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