rootless was my childhood beginning
with no granddad nor grandma to call
on, and having no cousins to play, or fight
with, i was then a son of an immigrant!
adopting men and women of dad’s new town
as my immediate relatives and watching them
enjoy my mom’s food and house keeping
i did overlook that i was born an
itinerant!
considering a floating lotus, a perfect
floret
my only girl’s welfare, a being accidentally
acquired to increase, at least, my branches
i am, now, a new, rootless, Canadian
citizen!
