It's in the curve of the smile,
The twinkle in the eyes,
The goodness in the air and
The feeling of being alive;
It is the fragrance of love
The touch of the sky....
In the prints of our feet
That we choose to leave behind.
Yes, it is surreal
Yes it is divine
It is the joy of giving
That makes life sublime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Art in the words, love in the heart..thank you poetess for this made my day..