those races with moon
And plating from morning till noon
the curiosity to understand everything
watching TV for hours without a blink.
the freedom to eat as much as you want
there was no one to whom i would show off or flaunt
always surrounded by sumone who would wipe away my tears
and fly away all my fears
Fun, Recklessness and Love were always near.
running before those those butterflies and flowers
And playing with those trucks and towers.
Unusual thoughts rambled in my mind
solutions to all problems were very easy to find
I want all those days back in my life
Before I am forced to opt for a KNIFE..................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem