Glenda

As subtle as a lullaby,

you appeared

and lulled me to sleep,

As gently autumn transitions to winter,

you have entered into my life slowly,

Cold mornings, with your presence

make my day,

Hour by hour passes

warming me up with your finesse,

Giving me the beautiful colors

of the leaves falling off the trees,

And reminding me

the amount of time getting shorter,

Watching from the window,

the rain falling,

sitting on my chair

wondering your coming,

The most desirable day,

will it be night or day?

Only you know,

But as the time approaches,

while it delivers the news,

The Father’s Prayer opens up

and I get prepared every day for you,

Sending you my request:

Come back to me, my love.

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Glenda Soto-Gomez