ONE MORE YEAR
Year after year
this one too shall pass,
full of hope and expectation,
I’m waiting for you with a lot of anxiety
she is sick.
Every anniversary it gets hard for me
take me back to those beautiful times,
yes i hope you will come
i’l hope is lost.
Days go by, months go by,
how many more will pass,
in this gloomy time,
looking out the window, will you come to me.
Every day is as long as a year,
my gaze is wandering somewhere blank
looking for your precious character,
then a strong cry comes out of the chest.
My soul is empty
the heart is aching and bleeding ,
out of the eye a tear to the eyes,
lost this year too.
Prepared Angela Kosta writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist
