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A traditional mother,
dressed in native garb
waiting for her son,
living in another world,
one more familiar to him,
to the daughter in her arms
language and culture separate us
two parents there for their child
to end the school day and go home
so similar are we, if we could all
see through the differences

September 29, 2006 16:31

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