River
This is a poem for my mother.
I know a river
Running deep with high water
Fresh and reliving
I know a river
Running deep with high water
As deep as the love I can give her
These little shots of pains and shivers
Are telling me that I miss her
These little shots of pains and shivers
Are prove that inside me, indeed, there is a river
And she flows inside me
Like a river
