Bosonogo Ljeto Poem by Nastasimir Franovic
Bosonogo Ljeto
vadili smo trnje i kamenčiće iz tabana
razderanih i crnih od trčanja
po zemlji, šljunku, asfaltu
čitavo ljeto
čistili ih svako veče pred spavanje
došlo je vrijeme da tabane treba staviti u cipele
jer u školu se ne ide bos
kupuju nam nove za broj veće cipele
i treba uvući te tabane
sputati da nekako stanu
a već sjutra hodamo u njima
polako pravimo bolne korake sjećanja na ljeto
Nastasimir Franovic
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