While drawing a circle,
A ray of sun that slips on your sad face
Is not only a ray, it is the light.
Moreover, my feelings
slipping in your soul
Until your heart
Begins to vibrate
Because they come from God.
Copyright © Marieta Maglas. All rights reserved.
Topic(s) of this poem: sunshine
Form: Blues Poem
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