This is who I am, and I'll always be.

sábado, 23 de abril de 2011

Little Flowers

I harvest the flowers from my
unwavering field
I grow and they remain so small
My field, my refuge keeps stable
And I stand admiring them only

In my field of
incomparable nostalgia
Flowers that seem so small
I feel a peace in my
indomitable soul
And I get to smile and to enchant me only

I grow, I leave, I return and I see them there
Reminding me all that I know about me
They were part of things that I lived

Oh my field of love flowers
With a violet that delights the eyes
From a heart so free of all pain

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