I want to bring it to my friends and family;
I want to bring them the joy.
I want to bring it to the city;
to a nice brick building
with steps outside and colors inside
and officers will wave as they drive by
recalling that we hugged last weekend.
They'll wish they were jobless
but will remember
that some people still haven't done it
and that people will always drive too fast.
(10/09/11)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem