Crayon

Más versos del amigo Alan J.P. Quien quiera leer los primeros sólo ha de picar sobre su nombre al final de este poema.

There´s a crayon in the sky

Embellishing lives and fates.

A crayon full of colours

Following the invisible treads of acts.

See it shine beneath the light,

Painting rainbows, painting smiles.

Happiness is a colour mirrored in my eyes.

But when it clouds, conceals its light,

A cloak of dusk veils its life

Breaking sunshine, twisting smiles.

There´s a crayon in the sky and,

When we take it in our hands,

It turns to sparrows and they cry.

Let them loose and you will live,

Close your hands and they will flee.

Happiness is a colour mirrored in your eyes.

Alan J.P.