We used to be beautiful too ... ...

The scent of books

The breath was still!

Many painted pictures

With these unspoken words

By writing poems

On the wings of birds

They used to tell people

Living in distant lakes

Who was far from us?

But lived in us!

The distance of the new day

When it went down to the

Courtyard with sunshine

So we used to say ... ... Mummy!

Butterflies are very beautiful

Kiss us on the forehead

That we have to go

To the land of butterflies

We are greeted by

Colorful butterflies

The distance of the new day

With the wind immersed in color

Calls from the window

Kiss us on the forehead!