The Grounding

I wish I could go back to 

My fifth grade class 

And change my answer 

To what I want to be 

When I grow up

I wish I could sit

My 10th grade well-meaning English teacher 

Down for a conversation 

Yes, psychology would have been 

A bad and poor career choice 

But do you know 

How happy I am 

When people 

Heal by just having listening ears

Do you know how 

I haven’t been able 

To lock down a good career with my finance degree? 

I, 

My mother’s first born 

My sixteen year old sister’s footstep creator 

I, 

My grandmother’s first grandchild 

My family’s pride and joy 

I, 

An immigrant 

Searching not, for a better life 

But for a better way to love

Be present and content