I'm not dreaming of love in the midst of happiness, <br />because as time goes by it fades. <br />But a love in the hours of suffering, <br />it abides and never leave. <br /> <br />I don't like to have friends in times of prosperity, <br />just to consume and drink some wine. <br />But only a true one in days of my loneliness, <br />a handkerchief in my crying times. <br /> <br />I don't want wealth to filled my household, <br />for it gives a void to a soul. <br />Nor a house that has playground within, <br />but it take days to see each one.<br /><br />robert john bayoneta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-the-real-one/
