poems & stories, book available on Amazon
Some days I crave a sun so bright
Instead of Memphis rain
And people that can say my real name
Some days I feel my skin turning back
A darker shade close to black
And I hear my roots calling me home
But most days I know I am not alone
In feeling so far away from home
We’re all immigrants after all
Waiting for the call
To return to heaven
I rushed to meet the full moon
As I could finally see her face
A month of waiting could not be replaced
And as the moon turn around I knew
The rock looked much like you
My imaginary childhood friend
You survived this long
You were with me till the end
I wondered how your face was never changed
From Iraq to America
And somehow it did not feel strange
To befriend the moon
I weaved a nest
Out of the things they threw away
And I made a home for my children to say
He created an earth so large
So great
Hoping one day
The Gods will appreciate
The waste they threw a way
The Garden of Eden was no place to stay
Adam
I know your pain
I, too, had to do the same
To free myself and children alike
To start fresh
A new life
I too had to be
Immigrant
But free
Are you looking for a unique and easy read this holiday that all family members can enjoy?
Is a beautifully written book full of inspiration and hope. The author is an Iraqi woman detailing life in Iraq as the war started and her journey from a war torn world to beautiful America. A truly inspirational story!
Don’t forget to nurture your soul
…
You lost your pieces
Those that made you, you
And now you wander
Forgetting what you loved
To do
