The Perfect Time

The storm has passed…
A new day is set before me.
I never thought how beautiful life is.
I just know it’s the perfect day to live!

Yesterday is no more,
I had been set free.
Unworthy as I am,
But somebody paid the ransom so that I could live.

I could only imagine how his heart bleeds when I cry,
When I am yet to be found…
I could only imagine the serene look on his face,
When finally, he found me wandering.

by Ela Caballero

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Wonderful words here, very creative and full of emotion for another Love duncan X