At Home Poem by Bryan Thao Worra

At Home



When I am in your home,
I am back to Laos after a lifetime.
I am in a place beyond words:

Where the steam of the kitchen,

The smell of warm coffee,

The sound of a television,

The taste of a meal made with kindness

All feel like an America where our dreams come true,
Our memories return

And everything lost is found once more
Waiting with a smile, a sabaidee.

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