Across the seas, where the sun meets the horizon,
A journey begins with hopeful eyes,
Leaving behind familiar whispers,
To chase dreams beneath foreign skies.

In the heart of bustling cities and quiet towns,
Hands work tirelessly, weaving tales of strength,
Each sunrise a new promise,
Each sunset a memory’s length.

Letters home carry the weight of longing,
Stories of laughter, tears, and endless toil,
Yet within every word, a gentle reminder,
Of love that blooms despite the soil.

And though the distance seems unyielding,
Hearts remain bound by invisible threads,
For in every heartbeat, a shared promise,
That one day paths will be retread.