We crossed paths once
Seems like long time ago
I thank you my teacher
For the lessons I learned
Thank you for lending me
A hand and for making me
Smile. I thank you also
For making me cry, for now
I know I am alive.
Thank you too for revolting
My soul, for shaking my world
And put me to think...
And more than anything
Thank you for helping
me to find me.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Sunday, December 23, 2018
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