18 months in 3 Stanzas

Mon, 06/24/2019 - 18:16 -- B3N5

Hello Germany!

How do you do?

My name is Sister B,

And really I haven't a clue!

From what I've heard,

Your culture is great,

But this is all kind of absurd!

I'm only 19 for Pete's sake!


My dear Deutschland,

It's been 9 months

And you haven't a bigger fan!

Not coming would have made me a dunce!

Mom and Dad aren't here,

But despite this fact,

The language and culutre are becoming more clear!

Talking to natives has helped where I lack.


18 months have come and gone,

Rivers of tears are sure to flow.

Of the people and country I've grown fond;

Is it really time to go?

Friedrichsdorf, Dusseldorf, Erlangen;

All pieces to a greater puzzle.

I wouldn't be who I am without em,

Leaving family is a real struggle!


Deutschland du bist ein Teil von mir.

Immer wie eins sind wir.









This poem is about: 
My family


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