Lev Brekhman

A Girl - Poem by Lev Brekhman

Slight movements of a slender hand -
Just touching a slender earring.
Her life is stretching far ahead,
She is not worried by a thing.
But happiness is never caught,
It flies away on slender wings.
Perhaps it can sometimes be bought,
But what will it the buyer bring?

Topic(s) of this poem: irony

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 27, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 29, 2014

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