Paul Reads Aloud

You looked so sad when you came to us, From a land so faraway. You left your friends, your favourite foods, The language that you spoke so well. But you came to us with a lovely smile, A beautiful dress, and a small soft voice, Sometimes I know you felt so lost, In the street of unfriendly noise. And your mother smiled too, She couldn’t say much. But I didn’t need words to speak to you, I knew from your smile And the touch of your hand, That we wouldn’t be strangers … for long.