This picture was taken the day Hien left the refugee center in Palawan.
PALAWAN
It was a great memory of a first love
of some sort
Life was simple as the ocean breeze
Sipping a coke
and hanging out with friends
were all I cared
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Summer here seemed to be longer
than any other place on earth
The island was our playground
The sand was pristine,
and the warm ocean always welcomed us
with its gentle waves
O
It was more like a picnic for the youngsters
than a refugee camp
Maybe I was luckier than other children,
but I never had a worry
There were food, shelter,
and people who cared for me
I was loved and content
O
O
Time has passed since
The island is still waiting,
but the people have moved on
Yet, I still wonder and search
for whatever I had left behind
Maybe it was the love
I had always taken for granted
or the soul of my youth
which I had lost a long time ago
O
Long live my refugee friends.
Written by my former student Hien Le
Written by my former student Hien Le
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