Secret Friendship Poem by Arta Krasniqi

Secret Friendship



There is
this field
I sometimes go
after long walks

This field
is colored with
all kinds of flowers

It almost feels
as If all flowers
of the world
have gathered
In this field
and share
a happy life
together

And they
always welcome me

They offer me
the best beds
the best crowns

I always leave
with a heavenly
smell on my body

I always leave
with a secret
I want to keep
forever!

Thursday, July 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Sekharan Pookkat 16 July 2015

smell of flowers and the fragrance can be easily recognized by an friendlily person

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