Carried love across the ocean
Carried Youth
Carried roots in your collar
Carried backbones
Carried strength of a dozen
Carried embrace of a dozen
Carried “Never forget”,
Caress — hone and witness
My firsts
For all who were left behind.
Haikeda Hilliman
The Junction Journal 
I really like when you mentioned “Carried love across the ocean “ and “Carried Never forget “ .These lines made me think of my hometown and my family, especially my younger sister and my grandparents. We haven’t seen each other in a long time, and we rarely get a chance to video call. After reading your poem, I immediately called them to share my feelings.
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I really like your poem it capture my attention since it both of my parents come to this country with their own strength, culture, and memories, this poem really speaks to me. I like when you show repetition of the word “carried” as a way to symbolize the weight of memories, cultural roots those left behind.
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