As i sit here alone looking around me the mess, the smell it all reminds me of when i had a place to call my own.
I relax for a bit to enjoy the sound of the wind, the cat meowing for my attention.
I realize how my mother with all her hard work she has made me someone good.
I realize that what matter's the most is when you have the love of your family and together you stay strong.
I am greatful i have both
I breath and i exhale i am home i say the home i was always in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem