Misinterpretation - Poem by Jolanta Gradowicz
What happened, madam, what?
You’re so enigmatic today...
Madam, what do you think about?
You are thoughtful and keep away...
We are curious what happened?
Please don’t keep us in suspense.
What made your eyes bright and cheeks red?
Is it a secret? Don’t take offence...
You are different today – don’t laugh.
We don’t understand this situation.
We think you must have felt in love.
“Oh! It is misinterpretation...”
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