The Poet And The Street Poem by Adilson Pinto

There is a street where the silence
Is great and totally wonderful!
That street there are trees
And many, many beautiful houses...
Rarely you see someone walking
On that street, but the wind
You can feel when it sweetly passes:
You see that the leaves are dancing...
A poet lives there: he lives alone!
He really doesn't have a wife
Or a son; nor a dog as his fellow!
What he has are his dreams, his poems...
He has himself, and he regularly says:
For me it's enough - I am happy!