I had close my suitcase and i looked at this. <br />There, was a part of my life. <br />I let a tear. <br />I knew the past was over, <br />the futur was unknown <br />and the present was here. <br />I heard my breath. <br />I smiled. <br />I was alive.<br /><br />Constantinos Grigoriadis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alive-19/
