Poem 6.

We started as strangers

we went to friends

and we turned to family.

The night we spent,

under the stars with a tent and fire?

The happy laughter we cheered

as the sky rolled along.

'Asteri,' you said it meant.

Perfect for me,

a daughter you view me

and a mother I accept you.

Stay with me, mom.

Don't go.

Let us replace the years we've missed,

the time we've known one another so short

I feel so comfortable.

Let us make up for the years,

side by side.