LITTLE MOMENT
After seing one book,
Named Takadini book,
Only a cover book,
After I have look,,
The book I took.
When reading that book,
My hurt becone shock,
How Amai Takadini walk,
Even how she talk,
Death was just nock.
How chapters were clock,
Sometimes I becone block,
Chivero I have mark,
In how you balk,
You did good work.
This poem is about:
Me