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Monday, March 28, 2011

witnessing my daughter's poetry take flight...

I will humbly try to translate into english...

Time passes you are still not here
but we take our time to love (each other)
It is night you are still not here!
I wait (for you).
I wait (for you).
I call for you but you do not respond
I am here.
Here at the sea, you should have arrived by boat
The time we (one) take(s) to say I love you
perhaps lost.
Where are you?

1 comment:

Todd Colby said...

Such a lovely poem. It honestly reminds me of John Lee Hooker's heartbreaking blues song "The Waterfront."

You're a lucky mom!