Poems from kristylin
My love,
You were left with
Solitude for a home,
Alcohol for a father
Emptiness for your meals
Neglect for a mother
But you had,
Talent...
When I was standing on my living room couch
Tears blocking the sight of my grandparents
Worries etched into their wrinkles and dark eyes...
When you stepped off that plane
With your darkened eyes
And heavy suitcases
And rumpled clothes
Your heart was full of
Dreams
Hope
Magic...