My eyes are playing bowling
In the meadow with daffodils
Women wear their beauty
As fragrant bouquets
There was a kiss in the air
Hardly dared hardly posed
Who's on the lips bloom
Spring has returned
And in the garden naked
The angels in white dress
Pluck the flowers of silence
Everything seems so peaceful
Impassive as death
Cross my face without me
And quietly walk beside me
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Dear Urban, I liked to read this poem that give me the imagination of silent places with the daffodils of the spring. Regards, Inge
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