La Carta

Among
The things
My mom
Kept
I found
A letter
That when she left
She left us
Very well
Sealed
And tied
With a ribbon
It said
In her handwriting
To my children
With love
When
I no longer see
The Sun
Shining
Nor the birds
Flying
Freely
Even if
I never
Caress them again
They will feel
That I am
Loving them

There's no
Solution
I have to
Leave you
I won't
Be here
I have to go
But
My steps
Will go
With you
And I will
Follow you
The day
You feel
The breeze
On your skin
It's because
The Lord
Turned me into rain
And I returned
To kiss you
And with
The wind
All
The time
I will return
Even if
Your eyes
Can't see me
I will keep
Enjoying

There's no
Solution
I have to
Leave you
I won't
Be here
I have to go
But
My steps
Will go
With you
And I will
Follow you
The day
You feel
The breeze
On your skin
It's because
The Lord
Turned me into rain
And I returned
To kiss you
And with
The wind
All
The time
I will return
Even if
Your eyes
Can't see me
I will keep
Enjoying