miércoles, 18 de marzo de 2009

Dreaming

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Dreaming

Looking at the sky
I start dreaming,
my face shows happiness
with a broad smile.
I see a lot of angels
playing around the moon,
the stars greet me
with their shiny hands.
I feel great pleasure
in this marvellous place,
the perfume arrives
with the gentle breeze.
The magic gets near
my amazed look
and the verses of a poem
come to my mind.
The beauty of the night
is good for my soul,
my cherished memories
appear in my life.

María Griselda García Cuerva.

6 comentarios:

  1. Un bonito poema lleno de optimismo y de paz.

    Graciela

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  2. Muchas gracias por tus comentarios, Graciela.
    Griselda

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  3. Beautiful! I can smell the perfume when I read the poem.
    Ana

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  4. Many thanks for visiting my blog, Ana.
    Griselda

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  5. Beautiful images in this poem!
    Mark

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