Breathing
Pitter-patter of their feet
I take a bite of my wafel
A man on the other side stares at me
As I slurp my slagroom
'Am I going, to leave my trash behind? '
No sir I'm a tree hugger
The flowers are like my best friend
And the bushes are like my brother
'Am I planning something crazy? '
No sir I'm a peace lover.
I plan to get a Law degree
and I would never dare cause terror
What am I really doing there?
I just slowed down to take a breath
We cannot rush through our life
Sometimes we just need a rest
poem by Mariam de Haan
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