Maira Eliz Poems

Once in a blue moon, luck passes by
Without me knowing, it goes by my side
And though it cries out, I don't realize
But when it's gone, I long for it every night.
...

soon dear, your brain
wont understand
what your (beautiful) mind
can't contain
...

Dear Rebecca,
Our sister from another mister
our pimple-cheeked friend with the glorious grin
our non stop high-pitch chatter machine.
...

I ask the Bible
for some comfort
and it gives me all
getting in turn
...