When A Child Poem by ion untaru

When A Child



when a child goes to bed sad
an angel comes from heavens
to bring him the most beautiful dreams

sadness of the steps
on the desert promenade
whisper of waves
or my own thoughts?

and this howler
behind the forehead
which never stops

evening falls tired
like an imminent warning
before the storm

(translated from romanian)

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Village Finta, Dambovitza
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