Maria C. Costa
A Life Story
The quietness and brightness of our days
Escaped from here, my dear.
It shouldn't have been that way -
For the memories, fondness, care
Are treasured inside me, and I pray.
Much strength, enthusiasm, determination
Were always at our side
But now there is no celebration
For it suddenly deprived us
Of that positive, sweet Inspiration!
I struggle for regaining my energy
For releasing inner cries and sorrow
That are hindering me from being free
And persist to dig a big hollow!
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