Happiness

Tribulation is finite

 

Seing my loved ones

In good spirits

Full of light

 

My little brothers

Full of time

In all their innocence

In their prime

 

Makes malevolence 

Disappear

And everything 

So much more clear

 

Nothing can make me

Give up

 

My safe haven

My eternal

My happiness

 

My life...

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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