Annie Moore

Written for the “Who Inspires You?” Contest by NewBeginnings

One hundred and seventy years ago,
Over the course of several nights,
A boat of many passengers arrived,
With their passports by their side.

All of them spoke different languages,
Though they all shared something in common.
All those children sailed the sea,
To come to this “gateway” island.

Of the many, Irish and Scottish,
Immigrants - all the same.
Annie Moore was one of the passengers,
And was the first to cross the gates.

A mere fifteen years old, she arrived,
Tagging along, her brothers.
Her mother daringly sent her alone,
Crying, “I love you, daughter!”