for Amy

Like someone who has been away from home
feels happy at the thought they’ll soon arrive,
after so much time they had to roam
on rough terrain where it was hard to drive,
that’s how I feel when going to see you,
as if you were my heart’s home, so I strive
to tell of what it’s like so you feel too
my sense of happiness that you’re alive.
You’ve listened to my tales of rough terrain,
but on the road that leads to you I’ve felt
the jagged troubles cluttering my brain
as icicles that in your sunlight melt.
Through darkness-riddled roads I’ve traveled on,
you’ve lit my mind’s horizon, like a dawn.


Mario A. Pita

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