Grew up in my chest...
Grew up in my chest ...
Grew up in my chest,
emerging from my skin,
of my blood,
...of my whole being ...
I saw you born
clear as crystal,
sweetly serene,
like a water Hyacinth
floating in the water
you used to
navigate ...
I have care of you like delicate
plant, for that the sun
can not hurt you ,
for that the wind
will can not dry your ,
for that life treats you
with light and force
Grew up in my chest ...
and flourished forward with desires
of grab life
beyond hope ...
I saw you when your arms elongated
I saw you when your eyes get larger,
I saw your amazement
your questions
your answers ...
I followed your development
daily,
were leaving , your essence
while you were growing up,
I taught you and you taught me,
was a mutual exchange
of wisdom ...
But you grew up in my chest ...
emerged from within
I soaked in your world
full of love and fantasy ...
Your roots you left me
stuck in my heart
but I do not fell into the trap
to make you my slave
I did not want have you
subordinate to my will ...
I felt the pain
of detachment,
I felt the loneliness of you
but inside I feel
that you grew up in my chest
and you are free like the wind ...
Authorship: Raquel Norma Smerkin RoitmanVer más
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