Dear Child.
The world rotates;
with it your
little life
will
change
and permeate.
Today it starts
a rotation,
a change of
station -
I hope to God,
you've been served well.
I pray
today
my foundation
is enough
to revolve
your world
managing the
navigation.
May your life be filled
with laughter
and smiles.
If you close
your eyes;
we can
imagine,
you came
to visit
even if,
only for
eskimo-kisses.
-x-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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