By Monica Agcaoili
Anna Tobeluk Memorial School
I can see the drops of snow in the window
I can hear the soft wind blows
the machine inside our house to keep me warm
the crows cried from afar.
The silence tickles my mind to write
and this is the start
village life here in the tundra is like a poem
expressed literally and beyond words
I word a poem from the 2-day training
today is December 3, 2022
marks my day to express gratitude
through this playful mind of mine.
Thankful to the sweet breeze and snow
though I can't feel, it touches soul
beyond compare, new adventures
new life... sweet and peaceful.
Thankful to the lovely people of Nunap;
their endless smiles, the pat on my shoulder
like sister and brother, like my family away
sweet, helpful, and understanding!
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