Delicate poems, delicate <br />They are an open gate, <br />To a place <br />Without a trace <br />Of falsehood. <br /> <br /> <br />Yesterday I finally understood, <br />I may live again my childhood. <br /> <br />Delicate poems, delicate, <br />One more time I comtemplate, <br />Your grace, <br />Your face <br />Full of wisdom.<br /><br />Marcondes Pereira<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-no-falsehood/
