This is heartbreakingly and beautifully written. And so true. Ally expressed precisely how life is for those in poor countries. Family members make these heroic sacrifices for those they love. Feature photo: Ally, who was born in Kenya.
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The night
he crossed the border,
he left his heart behind.
He tried to hold back the tears,
as he thought of his sad departure
and his heartbroken family.
The truck that brought him there
had traveled for many days.
He was tired and hungry
and missing home.
The journey was hard to bear,
but he knew
he had to keep going.
He had to find a way
to put food on his family’s table.
Many had made the journey
before him.
His wife and children wept
when they saw him go,
but somehow
they understood the necessity.
The cupboards were empty
and their threadbare clothes
reminded them
why he had to go.
He knew he was the one
who could make the long journey.
He was strong enough,
strong enough to make a home
in a foreign land.
He longed to hold them in his arms
to hush their frightened tears.
He didn’t see them for years
his sent his wages home.
He slept at night alone,
praying in the darkness,
not knowing when he would return.
He tended gardens lovingly,
and he sang to make time go by.
He dreamed of starting a business
in the small village
where he lived.
But he knew resources where scarce
in his country of birth.
A heroic man,
far from his home.
He left the warm heart of Africa,
an asylum seeker,
to make a better life for his family.
He has bravely borne illness and hardship,
never complaining.
He is bright and cheerful
and thankful for the little he has.
He is an example to many
a bright and shining star!
Living life, bedridden, how I ended up this way and how I cope
Categories: Poetry
Nancy Jean Walker - Loving Life Fully 
Absolutely beautiful and indeed such a great example!
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