Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Poem: My friend my sister..

On this spring day, I think of you
My friend my sister ..

Our walks in the park, coffee and chats
Time has gone by .. nine years almost .. 

You, so beautiful and true..
Open to all ..good and the bad 

Curled you are,  in a tight cocoon
Closed to all that life has to give 

I wait for you to fly like a butterfly..
Sucking the nectar, savoring the dew ..

Until then, I stay with you . .
My friend, my sister .. 

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