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Born in Jamaica

Came to America age 4.

My Dad wasn’t there

The day I was born

Sad…he didn’t see me take my first breath.

 

Living in Jamaica–weekdays with grandma

Weekends with Aunt Lisa

While mom was in America

Trying to start a life.

 

Leaving me without her smile

Her presence, her sweet perfume.

Until one day,

While sleeping my mom came to Jamaica

To grandma’s house

Waking me up…surprised.

 

My mom was here!!

Happy thoughts run through my mind

While giving her a big hug.

 

The day my mom was leaving

She told me she was taking me

I get to live with my mom

And start a life in America.

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