We flew to America,
But he continued to struggle,
It was easy for us to move,
But, it was hard to start a new life,
Too much to take care of,
Worry about,
While holding to sanskruti (culture)
All life struggling,
And still struggling.
Just because of him I am here standing on my own,
It’s just because of him I am successful,
Sometimes I feel the darkness is not gone yet,
He came here just for us,
He saw this dream for me and my brother,
He wants to live in our home country someday again,
Sometimes he still says wish I can go back,
Probably the darkness cames from this,
One day I hope I can fulfill his dream,
To brighten the eyes of my Pappa...
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Asmita Patel