For Lerma, a very so kind colleague who later I heard she followed her calling as a nun.
What I see in her is a typical woman
who traditionally believes herself behind.
She is soft spoken, very simple and shy,
And moves carefully like everything is alright
In a place so quite she called it her home
that she always wanted to be her own.
She filled it up with her sentimental songs,
The silence in the air have blown the horn.
Like the morning calm in the last evening,
Brighten the old colors into all-day shining.
If you can do rejection that I’m often saying,
then the full pledge kind in you will happen.
October 11, 1998. 8:31 PM