I delight in poetry. Here are some original poems that I wrote sometimes ago.
The Wind
Soudlessly passing
Hiding behind silk curtains
Touching rosy cheeks
A little and friendly bow
Invitation to a valse
A Tea Party
The teapot is whistling
The table carefully dressed
Napkins neatly folded
Teacups set out on the table
The cake is baked
The doorbell is ringing
A simple tea party for simple friends.
