The Lonely Immigrant

Welcome, welcome, to the land of the free.

I know it was not easy.

You left your home for me,

Hoping everyone would agree.

 

Goodbye, goodbye, to everything you knew,

and with that, you flew

Across the globe

What did you hope? 

 

Wanting, wanting, to give me a better life,

To avoid future strife.

But you wondered,

Would it suffice?

 

Struggling, struggling, like it would never end.

You tried to defend,

Even comprehend.

 

But, it was all for me

And for that, I am forever grateful

I love you mom

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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