Arrival In America

My Father came to America In Nineteen Twenty-One A journey long, from Hungary he was the first born son A dozen brothers and sisters would follow through the years The first thing learned was English then "Swearing-in" brought cheers That meant you're now a Citizen (at eight years old, how grand) To Pledge Allegiance to our Flag that's how you make your stand You have to be from somewhere else before your heart will sing It's gratitude, not "you owe me" you'll work for everything He found out you don't get to choose God takes you when it's time Age 33 two boys three girls Yes He was in his prime I never got to know him before he went to heaven I didn't even understand til I was past eleven I spent my young years wishing for a Dad to call my own I'd hope and pray most every day so I wouldn't be alone Grown up, we raised a family and it never left my mind Inside me almost every day God spared me I would find.....