Sand of Love
To bring a life to life
Is to unveil the poetry of the Universe.
Stars are born when stars start to die;
Only with sacrifice the formula is right.
Through the eyes of a baby,
A man can be seen,
Filling pages and lines of a book never written.
Chords of a guitar gently strummed by time
Are the arms of mother and child that each other find.
Motherhood is the sea that to the coast brings sand,
Building a bank of love, a baby with love.
Love is the link between two holding hands,
And two hands can surely build a whole world.
2011 Moira G. Gallaga©
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