I won't hurt you with my poems
My eyes stop when I think of you
I won't take my regret to make a song
There’ll be trees and skies but no poems
Too human to be told
Your world was simple and hard
daily and limpid
Sophia loved the sea! She even wrote that after her death she would come and take all the moments that she hadn't lived by the sea! Only a poet could say so.
1 comment:
It’s a very beautiful poem, Ant Mada.
Sophia was a sensitive woman with a great strength.
Thanks for the images. They are fantastic.
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