My dreams has always gone beyond the crosing of a pond As a mother, every path I walked was for my son Challenges were a part of the journey And what I wanted was an after-thought The idea of providing his proper chances helped me to never stop moving forward Forever confronting whatever transations that needed to be injured To make his position as a way of move secured Now I smile, feeling assured My choices were not in vain Locations and situations constantly change But my own way forming heart remains For all the trails and all the pain The mission is as it always been For my son to become a man and live free in his American dream