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   There was a very small mouse

With a majestic smile

Without a feeble step,

but a gentle walk.

Who made not big sacrifices,

but September Promises

who didn't surround,

but sat close

to me.



I had an only one,

with hundreds of hopes in the past

who saw east of them

to see the tears of August

and the smile in June.



I picked that flower

because it was small and weak

but it held its head high,

held its back straight,

not a petal was missing

so I'll keep it ...

and hold it in my hand sometimes

or I will sit close.



My very small friend.

she had a majestic smile,

and a gentle walk

Hundreds of hopes in the past ...

Tears that ran in August

But a smile bigger than June.

And she always sat close to me.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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