Though their journeys in life take them to live in places elsewhere
The migrants always remember their friends over there
Family and friends they have not seen for years
Memories of the past often have them close to tears
Though old memories of what was in them never do fade
Where they have settled elsewhere new friends they have made
Old memories die hard as the wise one does say
And for as long as they live the mental images with them will stay
Of people they know who from where they live do live far
A destination that they cannot travel to by car
For a sense of adventure or other reasons they leave the home-place
Far from once familiar surroundings new challenges in life they do face
Where they will always be the people from elsewhere
Who left their first home-place for the big World out there.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
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