miércoles, 11 de marzo de 2009

The music of the carousel

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The music of the carousel

The music of the carousel
transports me to my childhood
and walking along a magic way
I go to my neighbourhood square.
Sitting on a wooden horse
my face gets illuminated
when I pass in front of my mother
who looks at me smiling.
The sound of voices
mixes with songs,
some raucous guffaws
spread the happiness.
The amazement and naivety
travel in colourful little cars
following the emotions
in the beautiful afternoon.
A girl tilts the ring
and celebrates with her friends
while I get off the horse
hand in hand with joy.

María Griselda García Cuerva.

4 comentarios:

  1. Me parece estar escuchando la música de la calesita y me veo feliz sacando la sortija.

    Gracias por compartir tus lindos poemas.


  2. Gracias por visitar mi blog, Marisa.

  3. How beautiful the carousel is! It brings me nice memories.
    I like your blog.

  4. Many thanks for your comments, Nancy.