Poésie

Le jour n’est pas bruyant ici,
Mais dans cet beau soleil,
J’assis et sens les belles chansons
Du oiseau avant mon oeil.

Un oeuf j’ai trouvé aujourd’hui–
Un oeuf du bleu brillant!
C’est trop belle, mais il ne va pas
Etre jamais vivant.

Donc allons nous et celebrer
La vie que nous avons,
C’est belle, cette vie du aujourd’hui,
Donc dansons quand pouvons!

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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One Response to Poésie

  1. I could only pick out a few words, but this looked so intriguing I had to run it through a translator ..and sure it didn’t do full justice but now i have the jist and it makes me smile 🙂

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