Here is the poem I'd like to contribute to your site.
How often my Mother has said to me,
"Where are you planting your family tree?
Uprooting the children and moving each tour,
How are they possible feel secure?"
But how can I explain about childrens' hearts?
When love is present, fear departs.
For we love a man who flies o'er the earth,
Who visits Manilla, Hong Kong and Perth.
Some day I hope to make Mother see,
We live by a star and not by a tree!