We hold these umbrellas protecting us
From the blessing we call rain
And while it brings us to life
It shows us heavens pain
But they smile upon the colors they see
And then out comes the sun again
You see, it's the aftermath
Of the tears shed as rain
YOU ARE READING
Through poetry, I fly
PoesíaPoetry is the door to a new world. A world that lives through the magic of words. Poetry is my way of making the impossible, possible and I'd love to share that with you through this book. Enjoy reading!
