Thursday, July 4, 2013

Poem: Immigrant Dreams

Immigrant Dreams

They came in waves
From distant shores,
Leaving all they knew
To start anew
In a land they’d never seen,

Boarding ships,
They waved goodbye
To those they loved,
Not knowing
When they’d meet again,

Tearful partings,
Yet starting toward a life
That sparkled brighter
Than the noonday sun,

Our country,
A beautiful tapestry
Of immigrant dreams,
Americans all are we,

Our country ‘tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee we sing!


  1. A gentle reminder of the significance of Independence Day. And a reminder that in so many ways and on so many levels, we are all the same. We as a species must strive to see ourselves in the eyes and hearts of others, and treat them as we want to be treated. For only then will war melt away into the past, and discrimination will become a word without meaning. Lovely poem, Rita.

  2. Michelle, I agree with your insightful comments. I learn so much from your observations and appreciate you taking the time to make them. Thank you.