Hope in The Color Green

To Mom,

At seventeen, you saw the statue of liberty from a boat

What a sight, you said

For a moment you stared at the emerald color green seeing hope

Going in circles, you made sure to wipe the tables clean

Not stopping until you saw yourself in the pitch black marble

Seeing pure brown eyes along with light foreign skin

You walked down the white road home, stepping on a couple of angels

Your eyes felt heavy, along with your frozen hands and feet

But your heart felt light, beating beat after beat

After years of waiting, you held up the giant jar, which was now the color green

You glided across the pacific, to a small country not many have seen

Sliding down on two knees, you hug a little boy

Tears streaming down your rose colored cheeks, you look up to say

You have to see it, you have to see the giant lady in green

Grabbing the boy’s hand, as if you’d never let go, and jump back on that same old boat

Your smile touched both ears as the giant green lady finally appears

The little boy smiles too as tears drip from his cheeks,

You allowed me to see what everyone deserves a chance to see

Hope in The Color Green.