segunda-feira, 9 de dezembro de 2013

Um poema por dia - 07/12 - ЯOЯЯIM



Who is this guy
Looking me in the eye?
Will I ever find out
What he's all about?

Should I tell him what I know?
All those places I want him to go;
The path not to follow
The high hope for tomorrow;

Will he ever understand
What he has in his hands?
This man often smiles back at me
I think he knows who he's supposed to be

And so he is, and so I do
And so it is, and so it's true.