You belong there, you’re out of here anymore
I am glad; you finally found your steps
Carved in Japan
He loves you the moments are there
In every festival that you learn
In the family that you have
Created for yourself
You are happy there
And that is enough
I can sleep well tonight
The stars above my head
And the moon
Give a smile
The wind whispers your name to me
Your name is no longer new
You have always been
Happiness
For the meantime, I shall gather some
Dreams
I have more stories to tell in my sleep.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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