The First Ones
Through the trials, I have always had you
The ones who I could think about amid my worries
The ones whose stories I could think about to keep me going
Grandma and Grandpa
Coming to the U.S. and starting a business
You were the first ones
Mom and Dad, both the first born
Going to college
You were the first ones
Before me, you all faced your own trials
Language barriers, poverty, abuse, trauma
To name a few
When some people did not take you seriouosly
You proved to them why they should have
You showed what you are made of
I am thankful that your wisdom can be shared with me
That when I am down or looking for support
You are the first one to whom I turn
And that when someone asks me
Who inspires me to accomlplish my goals
You are the first ones to come to my mind
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