Orphan Gates
Through corresponding Orphan Gates,
Taken out One by One.
Adorned with a Tiara,
Sisters apart, for years.
The first carried out,
Feet unable to perambulate.
First princess over the threshold —
Flies feet first into the carriage.
On each side, adoptive parents.
The second in royal pace,
Glances behind, only for a second.
Takes her place beside her Sister.
Sweet hug, kiss on forehead.
The Pumpkin Coach marches on.
Delicate orange curtains, gentle wind,
guides them forward from the Ukraine
to the promise of America.
What that is - is a mystery to the girls.
Each step will further Freedom.
What freedom is
A home to call their own
A place to run free
Choices, choices, choices…
Celebrate your own
Freedom
What many lack
Is in their own imagination
Turn up gratitude
Find someone
Less fortunate than you
Spend your love on them
Choose
To give abundantly
From your goldmine
Godspeed ahead
10/18/2020
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