The Bad Day Poem by guillermo veloso
The Bad Day
Robbed Now
Of all that is to come
Of an end in the arms of love
Of growing old in company
Of a second innocence
Of my heart
Of old moons
Of summer silences on the porch
Of my smile
Of a baby’s welcome home
Of the tears left to cry
And a soft kiss on the day to die
Friday, August 21, 2009
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