Lying on the soft grass,
mused the ballet ... the light of day,
the foliage was,
when the light breeze, beat.
What colored rays
reflected, which rainbow,
coming tenderly,
wither in my hand.
Dreamy ...
stretched me in the afternoon,
languid summer.
Break between my fingers
fluffy leaves that
I serve as a mattress.
Sharpens my sense of smell the aroma
of fresh leaves.
Therefore, some rain splashes,
fall to earth and feel the
smell of wet earth.
I get up, jumped agile.
What a cat scared
run between the paths of the forest.
Seeking the best shortcut
What's leave me on the way.
In a stump fallen already dry
blackened.
My sorrel, folder quiet
waiting for your Amazon.
that plunged into the forest.
Mount as in the taste,
Only the reins,
and my long hair in the wind,
are the tricks that I lack
To ride free, free.
I get to the field, walk to trot.
I feel the freedom, love being free
I feel her face flushed,
We are a team,
in the same sync.
I wish that my universe
it was just my mount
and his Amazon.
What desfrutassem tuning
a beautiful trot and all his
joy.
Fadinha de Luz (Fairy of Light)
Maria de Fatima Melo (Fadinha de Luz)
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