Goodbye Simmons, Hello Smith!
Last stop on our journey: Smith College
In going forward with our journey, I thought about how important it is to remain grounded in one's roots, despite the branches they we may establish elsewhere, such as in other cultures and countries. Therefore, I decided to reflect on this concept through poetry, a hobby that allows me to deeply express my feelings in a manner that permits the reader to interpret my words in several, sometimes intentional lenses. Nevertheless, poetry is a beautiful art form that can heal. The following is a poem that I wrote when we first began our journey at Mount Holyoke College and has inspired me in working for the Women in Public Service Project.
I am a tree.
Although my leaves may change
or fall off,
I remain tall, strong and relentless.
I may sway in the wind,
but I will remain true to my family and home --
the home that I provide for others.
I can withstand rainstorms and snowstorms
and even when I am stripped of my leaves,
even when my skin is cold and falling off,
I know there is hope for the sun.
This is all for now. Today's post is rather short, but I figured I would make it up with a more involved post tomorrow. Signing off from Smith College, goodnight.