Sarit

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Sarit, Tanka

Painting by Jeffrey T. Larson

She is my heart, my
Soul, my blood, my smiles and
Sometime my tears.

She is the rising sun who
Makes my life wonderful.

Violin

Sarit plays violin,
She has learnt patience
From all my smiles.

She has made a lot of progress,
She plays more difficult tunes.

Night

Sarit is sleeping,
We have played all day long
In the mountains.

Her teddy bear is in her arms,
She flies toward the dreamland

Orage

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Orage, Tanka

Painting by Albert Bierstadt

Un soir d’orage,
Le ciel gronde, Il est en feu,
Ma Sarit a peur.

Des câlins et des bisous,
Elle s’endort tout contre moi.

Monsters

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Nightmare, Tanka

Oh! You can not sleep!
Where are these evil monsters?
The lóng is watching!

Come with me under the roof!
They can’t go there! I’m a witch!