My Life as a Nomad

 I am a nomad,

Some may say my life is rather bland

I sleep in a tent made of animal skin

My days are filled with desert sand

We travel much, while herding flocks,

The people we meet,
we with hospitality treat

As custom to our culture,

I live my life without a school,

Or friend to boast,

My sister Alma and brother Abdul

Have, and always will be my “BFF”

Father is wealthy, so many slaves we have,

Flocks and herds are plentiful,

As we travel ore abundant land

When I marry,

Happy will I be, Father will only choose the best,

I’ll hang my herbs and grasses in the corner of our tent, just as Mother does,

My children won’t have many friends other than each other

I’ll weave the cloth for the traveling merchants to purchase,

Husband will bargain ore the best price.

            Just like Father and Mother at night we’ll sit and survey the land.

                         I love my life and wouldn’t change it if I could,

                           This is and always will be, my life in desert sand

By: Susannah Baffa (no I am not a nomad, it was for school. ;) )