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I by Ann Wood

I don't get the pain in my eyes.
But my joy is terrible!
I chose my dream path,
not the other - in fear and vanity.
I like to smile with smiles
even the most frowning day.
I give my love without rest.
She comes back to me in double doses.
And I do not save a drop of kindness
(the world is still attached to it today).
And in the ugly I find beauty.
And in difficulty, I find an easy way.
There are no four seasons for me.
I do not recognize the cold and snow at all!
I have hidden a life-giving in my heart
and eternal spring. Just waiting for a sign
to start spreading butterflies
and a sweet crocus aroma.
They look crazy to me
in this world blinded by malice.

Poetry by Ann Wood