My dear darkness
it's time to say goodbye...

Days aré becoming shorter
nights seem longer...

Monday, 4 December 2017
9:18 pm...

I am finally taking a stand
defending my side of the story...

I have a friend
that is way different from others...

Being born in the 50's
not long after the war...

Red is my color
my fragrance is sweet...

I am walking through the harvest
every day, same time...

Seeing the world through the eyes of a child
their innocent minds have showered me...

The times when you hear gun shots go off
night has a way of attracting crime...

A flower facing the sun
that's me after surviving major storms...

Their little hands
one day will be big...