hard working immigrants
I see them, my parents
The effort they put into everything, working hard.
Working hard for me
They endured hardships that I could not imagine
Without them, I would be nothing.
They provide the great strong base that raises me ever higher.
The base built of their sweat, tears, and blood help me reach my goals.
I see them, my parents
As they stay out late working for another nickel
The nickel for me
They work so hard for their kids
Their clothes stained from work.
They work so that my clothes can be clean and fresh
A better future, that is bright, happy, and warm.
I see them, my parents
smile
Though plagued with fatigue
they smile
Their clothes soaked and their feet aching
confused
Why
For me?
I see them, my parents
Working hard in a new world
Sufferance and yet a smile of joy
I see them, my parents
I love them, my parents