Tale of a Legal Immigrant

   My wife was a legal immigrant to the USA
     She waited years to receive the OK

   Fired from her job in the USSR
     She ate only potatoes for a whole year
   Stripped of her citizenship, she lived in constant fear 

   Came here, got four months of rapidly declining public aid
     Took ESL, computer courses, babysat – she was truly self-made

   Today she’s a high-level business analyst at Blue Cross
     And in our happy home ~ the undisputed boss
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Maverick Avatar
October 7, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Good to know about this part of your Life G W..Experience gives insight.' Maybe helps us 'stay away from the box?' Rather than think our way out.? Anyway good lines mate.'
Jones Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 12:04 AM
This is a great poem about your awesome wife! Hope she gets to read it!
Blanca Avatar
October 5, 2025 at 7:39 PM
Good story Mr Wolf. Stay away from ICE.
Jones Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 12:05 AM
Sadly looks are everything now
Wolf Avatar
October 5, 2025 at 8:04 PM
Thanks, Lunita. My wife looks more American than I do, actually, and I was born here. Good advice, i.e., to stay away from ICE.
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