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Only days pass before I begin to yearn for him and I can only hope he feels the same. The thought of him consumes my soul and it just makes me love him so much more. My heart is once again alive regardless of how much time has passed. I can feel his touch even when it hasn’t occurred and to some, it might seem absurd, but every thought just makes me work up my nerve. To fight for him like I’ve never fought before because this could lead to so much more. A life of happy moments and perfect nights, alongside the man who was always right. The only man who stuck by me through thick and thin and was never scared to show me what was within. A man so selfless, who would let another have my heart if this would turn my life into art. But he’s the man who inspires my soul and makes me search for more. He’s the man I can never forget and whom no matter, what I never regret. He’s the man only man I want to love because in him I can always trust.

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright © 2017 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

Day 3 – Compassion

Day 3

Find the nearest book (of any kind). Turn to page 8. Use the first ten full words on the page in a poem. You may use them in any order, anywhere in the poem.

Book: If I Stay – Gayle Forman

“I’m pondering going back to bed,” I say. “My cello’s”

 

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I was walking down a road and my eyes focused on a cello.

In the back of an alley broken and alone,

yet so beautiful, it called me to take it home.

I went down the alley and stood in front of the piece, that reminds me; of me.

Still pondering what to do, but knowing what I would want someone else to do, I stopped thinking and decided to choose.

Take it home I must and repair each part from toe to the head.

I reached my home and placed the cello on my bed.

Each day taking time to fix something new and rejoicing  I decided to fix it after thinking it through.

I finally finish my masterpiece and I can almost hear her say, thanks for repairing me.

I look down happy and sadden, because I’m waiting for the day that someone shows me this same compassion, even in small rations.

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright © 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved