Smile
How beautifully, the seagulls fly
Above the waves, up into the sky!
Over the troubled ocean’s horizon.
Over the wonders having a reason.
In front of that playful inner smile
Surely,we can wait a little while
Mirroring in startling emerald eyes,
When each time offers a kiss-surprise.
How carefully, the tender breeze
Embraces the obstinate young trees!
Caresses the red poppies`feet,
In the blond field, where we meet.
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