Let me take you years ago
When sun could shine and wind could blow
When air was fresh and people lived
when fields were full and life was a gift
Once upon a time
Frog was the Prince of Wales
Chestnuts – oh the great treasure
No time, no money, nothing to measure
such a pleasure!
Rain drops? No, diamonds
Brown stones? No, almonds
Meadow? Non, my realm
Branch? No, my buddy, it the helm!
And then the voice… which really cares
„It is raining, come upstairs,
No magic nuts, you’re not a Cinderella
It’s just some chestnuts and you need an umbrella“
Oh my mum, I can’t … if you knew
There’s not only one prince
There’s a QUEUE!
Maruška, I just love your poetry! It’s brilliant how it’s dreamy, rhytmical and funny at the same time! I also really enjoyed the progression of the poem. 🙂
“No time, no money, nothing to measure” – oh, how I understand…
Beautiful piece one would like to become a part of…