If i`ve to go,

if i can`t stay...

Don`t know

what to do, or say

to remember me, the same,

to miss me, the same!

Don`t cry in my poem;

can do anything, to call my name,

but my poems don`t want sadness

don`t want the tears and nostalgia to last!

Miss me, miss me, with happiness.

Just with the good feel,

to be free, to be free!

With all the inspirations to still,

to build a better day.

Must remember me, that day, lone

with all the joy, good imagination,

climbing thousand dreams in lines;

our hearts, as one, and rhymes!

To spell the spirit, what freedom means

to open wings:

to fly away for a better day!

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  Rosamar  Freedom