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BernardNowman le 19-07-2024 à 17:33:20
ma ptite femme d'amour (l)


dans tes yeux je vois l'aube éternelle

un éclat de soleil qui s'éteint jamais

ton amour (l) est une flamme qui brulle en moi

éclairant mon chemin vers l'infini

je t'aimeeeeeeeeeeee (l) my always love d'amour (l) à moi

gladys-lemire le 19-07-2024 à 17:12:40
mon ti nhomme to me(l)

In your eyes I see the eternal dawn,

A burst of sunshine that never goes out.

Your love is a flame that burns in me,

Illuminating my path, to infinity. »

gladys-lemire le 19-07-2024 à 17:09:01
poéme



Who does not love these gardens of the humble whose hedges

Are snowy in spring, then turn purple with berries

What does the blackbird visit in the late season;

Where sleeps, covered in moss, an old part of a house

Let a vine gaily crown its frieze,

Under the narrow window and the time iridescent;

Where tufts of boxwood of immemorial age

Spread their austere and cordial perfume;

Where old age makes gooseberry bushes stingy;

Gardens measuring barely a few acres,

But so full of greenery and destruction

That we would follow the thread of generations;

Where near the deciduous and rotten trunk that a worm rummages,

Hair lit, the ruddy child chirps;

Where towards the green bench the good old men trembling

Come, on their crutch supporting their slow steps

And maintaining cheerfulness, – because their presbyopic soul

Sees better the beautiful distances that the light inhabits, –

With a look already heavy with eternal sleep,

Softly smile at their last sun?