I took time to change,
get the comfort
It was something very peculiar.
It took me days to understand,
that every change is for my good.
It took me hours to know,
how hard it is to grow.
Sometimes it's not that easy,
when the visa becomes very agile,
and in a blink,
everything becomes fragile.
I took minutes to find,
that old notebook,
where he used to write
every part of me.
In each paragraph that he wrote,
hid a story,
the story of my days.
I took seconds to count,
how many times have I been here,
writing without stopping
Inspiration comes from nothing,
but it took me a while to see,
as everything little by little is finished.
I hope this little poem is to your liking, for me it is a pleasure to share a little more with you. I wrote this poem in a very unexpected way; In fact, almost all my poems come unexpectedly, when I feel inspired, all a sheet and a pencil to write down everything I think and what the environment around me makes me feel.
