Time and time again I doubted the
possibility of ever reaching our
destination. I was fearful throughout
our journey. Day in day out, I worried
that the outcome would be fatal.
Each time we prepared ourselves for the
worst; but nothing happened. We still
roamed free as we journeyed onward.
With little food and no shelter from the
beating rain we survived, only by the
hope of reaching safety.
To this day I still can't believe we're here;
safe and sound; finally on safe and secure.
Finally accepted, finally in a place
we can call home.
I won't forget what happened, it's far
too difficult to erase from mind. It will
always leave it's, imprint, a nightmare
in my mind.
But now I can live in peace. Safe and sound.
Forever at happiness in our new surroundings.
No fear for tomorrow, for next week or next
month. We shall be content with each
passing hour,for happiness must be appreciated.
Authors Note:
This poem is a comparison or contrast to the previous poem. It focuses on the more positive side of migration and reaching safety. Thank you for reading.
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