You saying my name.
The smell of rain.
A fresh breeze.
The sand in my toes.
A bee washing its face.
My first tomato plant.
Strawberries pointed out.
Ink flowing over pages.
The colour blue.
The smell of the sea.
The touch of wool.
Finding a wonderful book.
Helping a cat yawn.
Reading this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Amazed by your subtle mind- thanks for letting me discover your poems..truly impressed.