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March--poem

  • c.allison Devesly
  • Mar 29, 2022
  • 1 min read

The photo sat in her hands

A simple still portrait–

Depicting a moment of

Gleeful laughter–

A head thrown back,

Blue eyes glittering

Reflecting–


Her lips parted,

Slightly yellow teeth

Shining in the lights.






La photo était entre ses mains

Un simple portrait immobile–

Représenter un moment de

Rires joyeux–

Une tête renversée,

Yeux bleus scintillants

Réfléchir–


Ses lèvres entrouvertes,

Dents légèrement jaunes

Briller dans les lumières.

 
 
 

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