Sonnet

Difficult to decide which is my home, America, the land where I was born? Or is it where my ancestors are from? Between these different worlds I remain torn, I live and learn here in the USA Surrounded by my family and friends, But my heart lies somewhere a world away In a land where the beauty never ends, Unfamiliar and strange though it may seem I feel as though I’ve lived there all along Among the fields, and mountains, and sun beams, Where else could I have thought I would belong If not right there, in that most wondrous place? Armenia, that quickens my heart’s pace