Poetry || expectations are left behind
Walking amid the wind that blows
Passing by Iika crossroads
Tireless and smiling
This self comes home with great joy
Walaaupun just a moment to look
I wipe your head with tenderness
So you know what I want
Always always and always make you laugh cheerfully
Hope for hope I have said
Let you know the purpose and purpose of life
Keep on asking God
In order for you and me to be opened the way
In looking at the future