What a wonderfull day

For to sit by the bay

And to feel the wind in your hair

Falling slowly on the old chair.

Ow, my lovely blowing mind

I'm feeling just like a child

Who wants to get a candy

And kiss his grey hair daddy

'Cause days are out of worries

And full of colourfull stories.

I kick the ball against the grass,

I watch the sparkling air in the glass

And I realize that day is short,

That my happyness is sold.


Flower grows above the sky

Blowing it's hair and feeling shy.

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Commentaire de Michel Truffer le 5 mai 2012 à 18:57

Nice poem ! :)


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