Alina's world A poem by Alina herself
If thy life where a master piece
Of which there was only rain, which fell
With the feeling of sun, sun that fell
To earth warming its gentle creatures,
If my life had beauty, I would sore
The world a shining ball of life,
If my life had goodness in which
To forget and forgive... thy life would not be thy life
I would not have thy inner self
In which I live,
The tears would not run thy face,
But thy face but my life without tears
Would be a life without green,
And thy life to deaf to the flower which
Blooms in the ray of sun happily
If thy life where life would not be to thy liking.