The tenderness.
The complex simplicity.
The calm.
The silence.
The human beauty.
That deadly lifelessness.
The occasional shrug.
Subtle reminder of tender, slender life.
But above all
The Peacefulness.
A portrait of my
peaceful, simple humanity
when I am asleep
painted through the
eloquent canvas
of watching pretty Betty sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem