sitting bare - foot
cross legged in the grass
ripped up blue jeans
boyfriend's t - shirt
blonde hair blwoing
curls wild as ever
spring breeze
azure sky gives way to purple mountains
thoughtful expression
staring at a dragonfly dance from blade to blade
and watching a dandelion sway back and forth
this is me
whithout all the pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
there...now i know whose poems i read! ! ! ...thanks for the picture...every person has pain...with no pain there is no gain...love...nalini