Sat, 10/17/2015 - 14:45 -- k2k2

I am from rural Poland comfort

Ended one October day


Last view of pastures and their grazers

After 6 years of childhood


All familiarity ended by a flight

9 hours 4,500 anxious miles

New setting introduced by Chicago family


I am from a new lifestyle

From tending fields in summer heat

To 8 hours and overtime indoors


From hearing Polish all around

To hearing it from few


I am from village safety

Removed by urban dangers


I am from a different culture

With a challenge

Adapt but stay true

Settle into a new home

But remember the first one

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country


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