Get Well Message For Someone Who Had A Stroke

Crossing, it's me!

The title follows the very first poem. The others are too for me, as almost all of my poems in a certain way because every poem is part of my life or nature. And what's more write? Only Happy reading, exposing my thoughts.

Crossing

Maybe a little selfish right now I'm sounding

I would like for us to dream again,

perhaps for you, I will boldly directed his speech ,

love, be careful to come and others started to punch your heart!

So where is your beautiful smile I want to know

sorry, I can no longer just a stupid question,

I can kiss your lips to find

why you want to let others go?

Again, I have hundreds of tears on my face,

pray that I could once again see your glow

I want you to miss out on the day and night,

but the passion is more for me than power.

And now I end up crap about the great love

and be sure to look for a different beauty.

I myself

I'm a dark street,

no lights and no candles,

and then see a figure standing there!

upon me as her hand hanging

take my life, why am I the ztrácící?

I can not be the loving,

Even the haters.

Because Now I know that I myself took a life!

surrender!

We drink

for it to live,

we breathe

we lived

we eat

for it to live!

We must be happy

to live.

I must still convince

you live?

take care of you,

you will not convince you.

I want and have to live

for what I

and give it up for you!

Olga Lounová - Amateur Gynecologist