One more mile means hope ascents.
What seems to be impossible is possible.
One more mile stretches the horizons.
What seems to be unreachable is tangible.
The freckles on my cheeks are my constant companions,
Who never leave me no matter what;
Under the rain,
Under the sun.
The freckles on my cheeks are my reliable witness,
On both affliction and gratification that life has spat,
Life is full of freckles.
You hate them, but they’re a part of you.
Would you deny them? or embrace?
For they make you as you.
Oh how I miss December,
When the warmth of love radiates my universe,
As the little lights shine through the entire house.
The heart jumps up the moment I greet each morning,
As if surprises await around the corner,
Waiting for me to chant my wish verse.
The joy causes my life to arouse,
In the festive days like Spring.