I come from Lithuanian places and faces,
I come from an apartment in the city lights,
I come from Vilnius with stunning views out of my bedroom window,
Now I come from Scotland and a wooden cabin in the woods,
I come with a gift of my family’s language since my birth,
I come from Vilnius hospital, opening my eyes
I still remember my first steps and my Mum and Dad cheering me on.
By Gojus
