New Place Poem by THEODOROS MANTAS
New Place
Our home is now wretched.
But... the desert it is not our place.
We did not manage to get through
but we tried hard to build and secure
what we had in mind to do.
A dream never ends,
as long as we love roses and free birds.
A fervent kiss is what we leave
in a promise that we wanted to believe in.
It does not matter if we fail,
it is not an issue of success.
We travel on a blue wave and
its bright endless vision makes us always
seek a new place.
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5/11/2024 7:17:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I climbed the hill the sunshine shone on the fields the day was as beautiful as a princess ring. -........................................... but it was just a dream.... great thank you...