Bozhidar Pangelov

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***(To My Children) - Poem by Bozhidar Pangelov

At some unnamed night,
and it will be bright,
I'll go away.
The door I will never
close
the flowers will keep
fragrance.
My children will have fallen asleep
the most deeply
covered and caressed
and somebody will cant to them again
a cradle song.
It will be light like in a temple
and clear like a voice
in mountains.
Then I'll leave
forgotten all the words…

A branch in the white snow.

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  • Gold Star - 31,578 Points Gajanan Mishra (12/8/2012 1:19:00 AM)

    good poem. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 8, 2012


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