Children and the Sun

When did they arrive on the pavement and sat?
How did they pass the darkness of the house, stairs, corridor?
How did they pour the memories stair by stair and passed?
In the morning
Straw weavers, carpenters, repairers looked at them
No one had seen them in any house
Women passed by them on the way to their daily shopping
In children and in the sun
The old straw chairs 
Suddenly became young.

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arthro monte

this is a good poem ilove it keep it up

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