Give Me Your Hand

Give me your hand

Came play with me

I give you my heart

My beloved friend.

Let's go to the playground

We can imagine

There is no love like the first

You can believe it.

Let's look at the stars

From our parents' windows

Bright and yellow

Counting them would be too much.

When you look at the sky

You will not forget me

Whenever you remember me

The memory will be like this.

in Childhood Reborn, Mem-Martins (my secretary) Monday, January 18, 2021, 6:26 am

Nonô (M.ª Leonor Costa)