They are illegal.
They crawled… breathless, soaked in mud, vermin, and grime, scratching a path for a better place to plant themselves.
Climbing walls, dodging bullets, hiding under canvas, packed in vans and vessels that bulged with dangerous weight.
They were raped, beaten, robbed still clinging to humanity while some were lost along the way.
They come here to put roots in fertile soil for themselves, their families, and their family’s families.
They came to Texas, New Orleans, Arizona, New York City, San Francisco, Boston, Florida’s shores, wherever we would let them create a footprint.
They don’t ask for more than they can contribute.
Just let them breathe, work, grow and bear the fruits of freedom.
When a root takes, it feeds us all.
When you cut a root, you diminish the tree. When you cut a branch, you scar and disfigure.
When you feed, nourish, and protect humanity blossoms.
There is dignity and purpose in an immigrant tree; didn’t we all come from one.
Mike Rosen
My Words Online 
Very interesting . I will be looking at trees in a whole new light🤪 Thank you, Patty
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Very thought provoking.
Mike and Judy
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Very thought provoking.
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Very thought provoking.
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LOVE this one!
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“…didn’t we all come from one.” Yes Mike, but the majority of the ones from which we came followed the immigration regulations in place at the time, were vetted as much as was possible at the time, learned the basic tenets upon which our country was founded (freedom, limited government, and individual responsibility), which, at least in part, provided the nourishment necessary for the tree’s roots to develop and flourish.
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