red petals
are shuddering lightly
under the touch
the wind likes pranks,
knocking them is whistling,
in green grass a waft.
it is flying above the ground.
flowing straight from flowers,
poppy petals.
for a moment it is still dancing
and it is already in green,
it's time to fall asleep.
Beautiful and subtle poem. I like it.. Extremely this smell... Very beautiful. (10 v.) Maria Barbara Korynt
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Beautiful and subtle poem. I like it.. Extremely this smell... Very beautiful. (10 v.) Maria Barbara Korynt