They stood there
for you to see
But you walked away...
now they are dead,
killed
by the cold nights
of an imminent winter
of the soul
caused by a storm
prelude of the ice
cold season...
Now everything
is gone. Gone.
© Gloria
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...
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