ENGLISH POETRY
I was thinking about all of you at sunset time. With all my love, from Galicia, my Country, for all of you Teachers and friends from Limerick. Limerick, was for me A pleasant dream. Ii is a pleasure for me to write in English, but if I could be written this poem in Gaelic, Perhaps I could be living a fantastic world. I, always Write in Galician Language. I love the imitated Knowledge of the Gaelic Language. I love English, too. Days go on quickly Nor questions Are sparkling On the fresh air Of a funny day. My love Is a sweet dream Lost in the faraway time. Words, without answers Broken thoughts Like broken screams Little personal tragedies All my live I could have been A free language Without sufferings And painful feelings. A word, Only a single word Is the Chief of the air? Of the entire environment And all kind of landscapes? The freedom Is knocking At my nude black door. I feel okay Because I have known My friend freedom. ...