I enjoy sitting in the sun
waiting, desirable
I think, I hope
to be for you
Around me, people are
going their way, as always
The sun moves on
and the shadow follows
Fish keep quiet
boats sail past
the smell of charcoal
Life is food, someone laughs
The sounds drift off
My waiting is over
blown away in eternal now
I enjoy sitting in the shade
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful little poem! Liked it