Daisy denouement
I have been disdaining those daisies that a
cherub spilled, that little by little they were falling
in the deepest of his unmasked wither,
looking in his disdain another who saw her said: it seems
that in pearl was converted.
After desfunde all your faded destiny remember
that in your desolate petals I sang, today remembering you
I find you, daisy, what in my memories of
agonies you lived, give me the couplet when I pulled my hat.
That artist of low sun that I found myself on that day, tuning
my harp and with a trembling voice, stand out, with a penetrating look, I said:
"Do not come with your inventions of couplets, why on those daisies
I found the singing ages that in drawn daisies form ".
Author: @carlos84