My
daughter wrоte
this poetry while studying at the University of North Carolina at Asheville. Far away from her home, missing her family and
her culture her poem just melted my heart. I love my daughter and I am also
very proud of her.
Mixed
A longing to wander
To travel
To be anew
A love for the blue sky
Life-giver
It's in my blood
My mother taught me our culture
The Mongol way of life
Old and new
Ancient and modern
We are nomads naturally
Wishing to travel
Welcoming others with food and shelter
Serenity found in the blue sky
So as my heart wanders
My mind is filled with curiosity
My blood is mixed
My fathers face is white
His blood European
With a only a small percentage of Cherokee
From his grandmother
My great grandmother
Often I was told I'm not enough
Not pure enough to be a proud Mongol
But my heart still wanders
I still yearn to travel
I still find comfort in the blue sky
I hear my mother singing
Mongolian lullabies
And still see our tapestry of
Genghis Khan in my old home
I have the Mongol flag proudly waving in my car
And I still hold love for both my countries
Mongolia and America
I am a proud Mongol
Mixed blood does not make me any less
I am my mothers daughter
The daughter of a strong Mongol woman
With a stubborn mind, but a giving heart
I still hold dear to the values I was taught
For I am Mongol
And I am proud
Written by Catherine T. Pigg at UNCAsheville NC. 2018
