Estela Monon Poems

It’s just you and me sitting
Under this luminous tree.
I’m in your arms and you’re holding me tight,
Never letting go of this beautiful night.
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I was known as the quiet one,
who never spoke a word,
but when I did speak,
I knew my voice was heard.
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All things must pass
For those who hold on to memories,
Who can’t forget what was lost,
But who love so dearly.
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