The day has come
when I got more likes
from strangers
visiting
my little greenhouse
than from my own mom.
My stats are raising
my hands start shaking
Ricky Astley
reveals my age and
it will take a strong, strong (wo)man
to ever let my mom go.
Let Facebook aching
let twitter breaking
I owe my public
but time has come
I’m thinking to leave you alone
reading this poem now.
She is
my favorite fan
I’m sorry folks
but I’ll let you go
I’ll close my browser
and you know, you know
you know
I’ll call her
before I let the dark night go.
Ay…! Que mínimo es mi conocimiento del inglés!
después te lo traduzco mami ;)