субота, 29. октобар 2011.

Poem About A Flower (Branko Miljkovic)


A little flower
had just opened his lid,
but he already knew the Sun's secrets
and what the Earth hid.

A little flower
didn't know how to walk in line,
but he knew how to feed himself
with water, air and sunshine.

A little flower
doesn't know to read or count dice,
but he knows what life means
and smells so nice, so nice.

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