In enthusiasm and eagerness,
and much excitement too,
I make my way with hurried steps
to checkpoint Counter Two
Twenty-four months I have waited
for this day to come,
At last, the border opens doors
for me to go back home.
Gingerly, I place my papers
On the checkpoint counter top.
Will the officer find a fault,
Will my journey come to a stop?
My papers are in order,
my passport is stamped in blue.
In high spirits, I walk away
from checkpoint Counter Two.
"Checkpoint Counter Two"
by Harold B Huang
Tue 05Apr22 2358 hrs GMT+8
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