Designs in the making, images trying to form into
creative masterpieces before my eyes.
Liking rhythms of mariachi bands, so uplifting,
in cadence with steps of dancers as they glide
around the floor.
Happiness is spread throughout as tears and sorrow
flow downhill for periods of time.
Life stands still, waiting for it's existence to
continue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem