The dog is stroked
His paws gets caressed
His fur gets wobbled
The candle light gets lit
The kids are laughing
The moon smiles down to the earth
I walk out of my closet
I breathe in the fresh air -
The youthfulness of morning
And at that moment
I felt peace -
The slow thump of the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem