Once you landed, you saw me looking at you
wondering from where you came looking for me
you were surprised at what I wore and was I too.
I was accommodating to make you feel at home
my home which I had tended for so long year
making it comfortable to please you as much.
But after knowing, my habits, my water hole
you drove me back into the far wilderness,
I had dreaded so long and away from home.
The inhabitants there treated me the best way
they could and made me at home, a foreigner
but I didn’t ditch them as you did to me…
2 thoughts on “The native”
Wow – powerful poem
Thank you Sara