this is the time
when someone makes coffee for you
early morning
before doing anything else
someone prepares your breakfast
scrambled egg, bread and bacon
a tiny cup of rice
someone prepares your day
reminding you what to do and
what to bring and what to think
about
it is another someone now
and at this moment the acceptance
that life can be messy and
people change
will always be a must
you are not here when i need you
most
and so someone else does it for me
someone where love has nothing to do
with all these
someone that makes me move that makes
me live even without you...anymore....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem