The Emigrant's Suitcase

By Clodagh Moxham, 1st Year

Object No. 95 Emigrant's suitcase, 1950s
National Museum of Ireland - Country Life

I think of New York with  

High expectations, as I sit

On the old battered boat;

I think of the suffering

The famine and death

As I cry in my old patched up coat;

I think of my family

Of leaving my friends

For they are extremely poor;

But soon they will come

To New York and meet me

And give me a hug I am sure;

And so as I hold

My old tattered suitcase

And gaze out upon the calm sea;

I think of my family

My friends and my home

And I know they are all missing me.

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