The Crossing

The Crossing by Kim Peters

It’s time to say goodbye.

Goodbye to those we love.

It’s time to depart from our families.

Our families who have loved us.

It’s time to leave everything behind.

Everything we’ve ever known.

It’s time to board the boat.

The boat that carries us faraway.

It’s time to cross over the sea.

The sea that will forever separate us.

It’s time to imagine our new life.

The new life that we’ve always wanted.

It’s time to leave poverty behind.

The poverty that has forever defined us.

It’s time to look toward the future.

The future that will be as bright as the sun.

It’s time to chase our dreams.

Our dreams that live in our hearts.

It’s time to meet new friends.

New friends in foreign lands.

It’s time to start our new work.

New work that now awaits us.

It’s time to make some money.

Money that will provide for us.

It’s time to pick strawberries.

Strawberries that will nourish us.

It’s time for the crossing.

The crossing that will change us.

Yes, it’s time for the crossing.

Yes, it’s time for the crossing.

Poem by Marci Renée

Art by Kim Peters