On boats they came
from far away.
Places large and small
they left behind
with their hearts in tow.
never to return again
to where they started.
To where their hearts began.
And from the boats,
now leaving them behind,
they travel onward to find a home
where their hearts can grow like flowers
dug up from one bed and planted in another.
New lives they’ll sprout, hopefully better
even than the dreams carrying here.
And yet alone they’ll be,
because they left behind
those they loved for the very first time.
So many they will never see again.
Whose hearts will die, broken
because those they loved
moved so very far away.
And some who left,
will try their best to remember,
and not forget those left behind.
New faces, on their children born,
will wear the names of those left behind.
And these new faces,
if they’re lucky,
will be reminded time to time
of those they never knew.
And perhaps, if they are lucky,
someday they will see the faces
who first wore the names they now wear.
Dedicated to all leaving the home they had to find a new home.