As long as decades can be,
when I was a kid these long years didn’t fit me
or just weren’t built kid’s size.
I don’t know if have been faraway or at home,
waiting my entire life to start being my own, but,
I wish I knew where from or how words come to us,.
...now, here I am,
playing with words.
My god.!
she’s everything I haven’t found on words yet,
she’s happy, friendly and beautiful,
outside and into her life that cheers me up.
She grows
my morning sun, my prose,
she’s what I reflect about
today, tomorrow and sometime in the future…
...just a brief discovery today.
Fidel Guerra.
U.S.A.
Abril, 2017.
when I was a kid these long years didn’t fit me
or just weren’t built kid’s size.
I don’t know if have been faraway or at home,
waiting my entire life to start being my own, but,
I wish I knew where from or how words come to us,.
...now, here I am,
playing with words.
My god.!
she’s everything I haven’t found on words yet,
she’s happy, friendly and beautiful,
outside and into her life that cheers me up.
She grows
my morning sun, my prose,
she’s what I reflect about
today, tomorrow and sometime in the future…
...just a brief discovery today.
Fidel Guerra.
U.S.A.
Abril, 2017.
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