Everyone needs a reason,
One real truth to unfold,
Whatever the time or season.
This story never gets old.
A reason to keep on going,
A reason to leave or to stay.
A reason to keep on growing,
A reason to fade away.
If you’re ever asking a question:
What do you mean to me?
I’d give you my only confession:
You are my reason to be.
My reason
© Copyright: Люба Тихомирова, 2021
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