The Move

My small self confused, clueless gave abuelita the last hug.
My Ama, my Tia, my Abuelita and my Abuelito are crying
as we give each other the last hug.
I’m happy because I think I’m going on a field trip.
The new places that I’ve never seen, seemed so beautiful!
When night came and I saw we were not going home I
began to panic but I knew that as long as me and my Ama
were together we would be ok.
One night went by and we were not home and then
another night and another one. Then we were in a room
with only one door and no windows. I was confused and
even scared when we were let go.
Ama and I got on a bus. We went from bus to bus until we
arrived at the new place.
And it was not home.