… I’ll ask you a riddle
I’ll read you a rhyme
Time is always a gift
But a thief is time…
… This morning I was given
A bright new day
But yesterday or tomorrow
Stole it away…
… I had sorrow yesterday
But I took time to grieve
And I dread not to know
What tomorrow I see…
… The sun has fallen
To a faraway shore
But today’s hope and promise
Won’t come anymore…
… If tomorrow comes
I pray to the God
Lest these same clever robbers
Don’t steal it away!! …
Ellie
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I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship.
As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again.
"THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!"
My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon.
As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country.
My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft.
"THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!"
"THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"
August 5, 2015 at 1:40 pm
Excellent. I’m jealous. 😉
August 5, 2015 at 5:34 pm
Don’t be jealous sweet Lisa. Your writings are excellent and I enjoy reading them. Thank you for your comment. ❤
August 5, 2015 at 5:35 pm
It’s a good thing, Ellie. It makes me appreciate your writing and strive to be a great writer. Love to you. 😉 ❤
August 5, 2015 at 5:36 pm
🙂
August 6, 2015 at 12:25 am
This is wonderful. I understand these thoughts!
August 6, 2015 at 10:27 am
These thoughts often are in people’s minds. Thank you.
August 6, 2015 at 2:19 am
What a perfect poem, Ellie! I love it!
August 6, 2015 at 2:48 am
Thank you dear Marie.
August 27, 2016 at 11:45 am
Reblogged this on Ellie Belfiglio.