I Have this Garden of Poems








full of flowers that bloom
at first
and then carried away with my greenthumb
i planted everything
trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos
and vines and hanging plants

almost everything
and so the blooming flowers died
and the grasses diminishing like some
hair of this baldness

but nothing is lost in this garden of poems
the birds came and built their nests
some are still coming
every morning
and then the chirping begins





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My Friend

My friend who I remember being the best
A friend in the good and bad
My friend who was always there
Even if he wasn’t really there
A friend who help me up when I was down
A friend imp not a shame of
My friend who no more I can see
A friend who already passed away
My friend who might not be here
But still present in my heart
My friend who I remember till the end
As my friend who was always there.

gustavo saldana

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