4 poems

The Heat Of Miami.

The Sweat down His Face.

I love Him So Much.

But I Hate This Place.

He Love His City, Miami.

Dade County Is His Home.

But It Is HOT as Hell.

And I Want to Go Home.



I look

I look to the sky.

I look to the ground.

I look all around.

What do I see?

I see happiness and sadness.

I see giving and greed.

I see you I see me.



My baby, My World

I put your head to my chest

So you can hear my heart

Because it reminds you of a time when we were never apart

When my womb was your home

And it held you safe and warm

Where you flipped and turn

And gave me heartburn

But nothing can explain

What my heart felt the first time I saw you

My little baby girl

To me you are the world



They Grow Up so Fast

The Days go by so slow

yet time is speeding by fast.

I look into my baby's gray eyes

and see clearly that she will be

growing up all too fast.

I want her to stay a baby

forever but,

I know this wish

can never come true.

So I will treasures

these moments of her infancy

because with much regret

I know they will be gone much too soon.