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along the bank of the Rio Grande
streams mingle with brushy canyon
desperate escapes are the only way
a perilous journey to joy and freedom
streams mingle with brushy canyon
bold blooms decorate miles of cacti
a perilous journey to joy and freedom
souls in awe of a still desert
bold blooms decorate miles of cacti
a torrid trek through difficult land
souls in awe of a still desert
a traveler’s voice is stolen
a torrid trek through difficult land
summer dandelions along footpaths
a traveler’s voice is stolen
wishes for a better home are sent to the sky
summer dandelions along footpaths
determination fades to disheartenment
wishes for a better home are sent to the sky
aspirations so close, now caged
determination fades to disheartenment
abundant beauty of a new life
aspirations so close, now caged
the innocent eyes of an infant
abundant beauty of a new life
looked after by strangers
the innocent eyes of an infant
hearts in search of familiarity
looked after by strangers
the air we inhale, the air we exhale
hearts in search of familiarity
peaceful thoughts failing to survive
the air we inhale, the air we exhale
these present moment breaths
peaceful thoughts failing to survive
far more difficult, than ever before
these present moment breaths
along the bank of the Rio Grande
far more difficult, than ever before
desperate escapes are the only way
Written by Jennifer A. Fifield

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