Take me to a place
Where my mind makes no sound
And my heart is filled with joy
Take me to a place
Where I can pick up the horror memories
And with my bare hands I begin to destroy
To the days of a child where I knew no wrong
Where me and pain weren’t acquaintances
And the days didn’t last long
I will find you happiness once again
I lost you in the store of my life
By the touch of a hand
I will find you and when we meet
I will dig a hole in the grown and plant your seed
Water you every day, until you reach
As high as my dreams and strong as a tree
I will find you
You have captured the hope of many with your well written poem, Aundra. Thanks
Lovely piece on seeking for happiness, finding it, and careful nurturing it to full blossom. A well articulated poem nicely penned with intensity. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
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I would like to translate this poem
It's a good thing to nurture what you have into what you want. Well written friend. God bless you