My most Dear Unknown (33)

What say your sad eyes?


I looked your last pictures,
Especially your pretty face.
The eyes seemed me to say a lot,
But sadness don't hide.

Why are you so sad?
-For rejections of country fellows?
-For longing of someone?
-For an immortal love?

I followed all exposed by you,
The clothes,the pictures and the fest.
I felt myself to be there,
Around of happy souls.

You seemed me as a serious leader,
Most pretty as in all pictures.
Your black hat as your eyes,
Gave you a nice look.

Your artistic stick in white and black,
Was the most admired object.
Also the green clothe, like my eyes,
And like your country flag color.

Your specific coat in squares,
Was also object of beauty,
Of whom likes art and news.
For me your fest was a succes.

I hope the day of my presence,
At such a beautiful fest,
Is not so far as some one think.
Than I will feel the best.

My time for trip is shortening,
But I hope so much to meet you.
I have to say you a lot of things,
After our important meetings.

GOODBY
from SUNTWIN