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from letters written in Texas by detained, immigrant mothers
to their sons and daughters (Los Angeles Times, July 10, 2018)
I write you these words.
I miss you so much, my love.
We will be together soon.
I am fighting for you.
I miss you so much, my love,
my precious little one.
I am fighting for you.
We’ll never be separated again.
My precious little one,
I want to see you and hold you.
We’ll never be separated again.
I only count the days.
I want to see you and hold you.
I’ll make you your meals.
I only count the days.
I will spoil you like always.
I’ll make you your meals.
We’ll go out walking.
I will spoil you like always.
I’m asking God every day.
We’ll go out walking.
I am going to protect you.
I’m asking God every day.
I’ll lay with you until you fall asleep.
I am going to protect you.
I don’t want you to be sad.
I’ll lay with you until you fall asleep.
I send you many kisses and hugs.
I don’t want you to be sad.
We will be together soon.
I send you many kisses and hugs.
I write you these words.
Copyright 2018 Christine Rhein
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This is a brilliant, brave and tragic poem.
Thank you, Christine.
Greg Rappleye
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