My birthday yesterday,
yesterday I mean a year ago.
The mouse within the hole,
and how I still know.
A promise made six months ago,
that you will kiss me in a years time to this date,
I know a word is just a say,
but the world is ours now,
and our dreams are permitting.
The birthday six months ago,
I was passed the point,
the work worked, my words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem