I'm sitting in class doing my work and I stop all of a sudden
I begin to ask myself if I will see you today
And if I do will you hug me
And what if we don't resist and kiss
And I feel a teardropp falling down the side of my face
I start to realize that maybe we won't kiss
and that you might not hug me
and I begin to cry
Because I realize that I might not even see you at all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Worrying the unborn future...keep penning. Cate