woensdag 22 juni 2016

The boy called Hans



the brighter days,

kicking dust on the poppy fields
paint smiles and sometimes just fly
between the raindrops in storybook lines

forget me not, forget me never and from
time to time, just meet me in poems with a smile

beachy waves and the dreaming of never again
just dance your life in grace my dear

white raven soothing my troubled universe
and forever I am grateful

Thank you
+ 2015




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