Squirrels cracked nuts to share.
The song birds singing moved around,
Keeping in pace with his lovely sound........beautiful description..lovely poetic diction.. thank u dear poetess , , tony
With its melody danced the trees,
The brooklet stopped going freeze.
The sky remained azure always,
The Sun could not withdraw his rays. the beauty of the music played by a simple soul in Santiago. Beautiful poem of nature and love. thank you. tony
A lovely urban legend well articulated and nicely penned. It's a beautiful story. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MZANSI AND THE BALLOT BOX.
I can swear that Santiago is really me in another time and place! I think I meet all his qualities except that I don't play any instrument, I just write poems and dance! Well Crafted write! Thank you for sharing and keep it up! God Bless You! Romeo-NYC
Happy is this guy.lives in his own world, plays pipe and nature plays along.he gives us a message, we don't need pots full of money to be happy, all we need is desire to be happy (and something we love to do-even though no one else likes it- so we don't end up doing bad things!) no one forces us to be sad or happy, it's what we choose to be.
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