The First Time I Saw My Adopted Parents
It was Three days before we can see our new life.
My brothers and I only saw pictures of a Dad and wife.
We were from a different country that was starving.
To have chicken and mash potatoes that was a large serving.
I did not know we were going to a better place.
I saved the bone of the chicken leg in a napkin put it in a little space.
I had such high hopes that I could come to the state.
I was hoping to have more food in my plate.
My brothers arrived in a plane in better shape.
My new daddy and mommy were holding words that were tape.
My brothers knew some English to say hello when they got there.
I could not speak a word that showed how my world was sad to compare.
I instead open the napkin and looked up with my little brown eyes.
I was hoping this new world will tell me no lies.
I was not complaining when I had a new story to tell.
I grew up with compassion and empathy so well.
Now my life is full of hope and word to say.
The day I came to my new parents I can not stay away.
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2011
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