The Earth patiently waits
for the leaves to fall
to grateful receive some warmth.
Just as the cold heart
awaits the sun,
to be tickled with smiles.
Elena! ! ! what a awesome short write, you did it again... loved the way you see in mindand put the words to replace it on paper! _Soul
A great image: the leaves that keep the earth warm, comparing to a smile for the heart. Inspiring and moving.
You have reminded me of why I am cold except for when I am being hugged by someone by reading this. Probably I must be waiting for being touched. Nature tells me my nature! Good work, Elena!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Few lines made my day. Just beautiful.