there are storys
true, none of which are lies
that are untold,
storys from the heart
storys that make you laugh
storys that make you cry
storys that are so rich
storys that are ready to be unraveled
ready to come alive.
i could tell you my storys
but i dont want to.
today my ears are open
im hear to listen to you story this time.
whats your story?
is it any thing like mine?
tell me tell me have you had big hills to climb?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem