That day, I was busy to come online


Fifteenth August day of the city of Varna by Ann Wood

Happy holiday to the city dearest to my heart!
It's summer again and I'm a kid again..
awakened by the scream of glarusi-
it's morning outside - and it smells of the sea,
and on freshly washed, dusty streets.
The day is mine, the world is mine
I carelessly put my hands in my pockets,
and I run until I'm completely out of breath..
it's happiness to be a child again.
And this moment, I want to keep
to store everything childish there
like a giddy-magic escape,
in which my weary soul nestles in hard and lonely times.
My city, I keep your magic,
captivated the child's heart
hugs me with love
the sea element-
I will love you as long as my heart lives!



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Written on 2024-08-26 at 22:17

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