Cruzando el puente- Crossing the bridgeA Poem by Sari SegaleI wrote this poem when I got my american citizenship!!!CRUZANDO EL PUENTE Cruzando el puente, cruzando la niebla, la ciudad blanca, cuarenta años de libertad; de ser yo, de crecer, soñar, he cruzado este puente, muchas veces; esta vez para poner broche de oro, a estos cuarenta años. He caminado estas calles, tantas veces, sintiendo extranjera, en mi casa adoptiva otra vez cruzo el puente, para firmar El papel, libertad para amar, hablar y soñar, ¡solo un papel!. CROSSING THE BRIDGE Crossing the bridge, crossing the mist, white city, forty years of freedom , being myself, grow, dream, I crossed the bridge, many times; this time to close with a golden pin, this forty years, I walked this streets, so many times!! feeling alien, foreigner…… in my adopted home; I crossed this bridge, one more time, to sign The paper, freedom of expression, freedom to love, to dream, to gather, just a paper!! © 2016 Sari SegaleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 14, 2016 Last Updated on January 15, 2016 AuthorSari Segalesanta rosa, CAAboutAmerican, born in Chile, israelite and with peruvian blood and heart ; Sari was born in Arica, a small village on the border between Chile and Peru, located in the Atacama Desert, on the coast of the.. more..Writing
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