I Can'T Wait To See You Again... A Poet Poem by Antonio Liao

life is just a journey, a travel to the world
of inspiration and expectation, where only
the night and the day write each memory
and the horizon of dawn waited you to
come back home

come from dust, return to the dust; breathe
the air, blown by the wind, the wisdom of
time consume the person to lay down his
head to the ground, a vow of death leaves
no regret

so why do life always bereave every
interment tears falling down, to the edge of
pupils drops it break, in the heart that see
laid its way, come my pretty soul, awake
angels glow in the body I shall be alone,
goodbye my little one I return

as I knew, never be the same in the cabin
house I always imagine, in the soil where
I take my shelter leave me not your my
angel in my sight, candle light as it melted
to hot, in the caravan of teardrops I’m glad,
though I almost to be there, my day is
ended, I shall be in one to the ONE

wait me no more; I can't wait to see you
again, lead me to the path in my way, back
in your bosom wisdom heart, for I'm a poet
who can't wait to see you again, complete
my heart and I will be the same in every
poem I make, I'll be your cream