Following the need to take a break
My paces bring me to where I love the most
The beachwalk is still awesome, unexplainable
Under the brisking sun that's about to set
My thoughts drifted that almost left me empty
Empty of the world where I was standing
Pictures of the yesteryears appeared, sparkling
What a nice scenery!
written June 8,2009
jan fuentez (6-10-'09)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem