Eiko DingNi
Tiny body,
Oversize luggage,
She travels the world,
Speaks foreign languages.
No more innocence,
No more pride,
“Where’s your home?” I asked,
“In my dream,” she replied.
“I used to be young,”
she said with a smile.
“I was like all other girls,
I had my style.”
“I dressed up
to impress my prince,
I dressed down
To make my entrances.
I danced all night
To show my glamour,
I sang on the stage
To mislead my adorers.”
“Then I woke up one day,
I found my grey hairs.
i saw the wrinkles written all over,
I realized my youth had expired.
I put on my make-up,
I tried to cover my lines with grace.
I looked at the mirror again,
It showed an empty masked face.”
“I knew it was all gone,
I knew I had nothing to gain.
Except those memorable photos,
And my educated brain.”
“I packed few things,
I started my life-long journey.
I believed that in no time,
I’d get to my destiny.”
She spoke slow yet firm,
And I held back my tears.
“Where’s your home?” I asked again,
“In my heart,” She said,
“Through all the years,
Never fear.”