Stanisław

In a small town where time flows lazily, Lived a man named Stanisław. He was surprisingly peculiar, it’s true, For he always wore a straw hat. On Sunday mornings, when the sun rose, Stanisław would go for a walk in the park. There, he met birds that sang him songs, And he replied with his own lyrics. “Birds, birds, do you know that the world is beautiful?” Stanisław asked, gazing at the blue sky. The birds nodded their heads, as if understanding, That life is full of surprises and mysteries. Stanisław also had an unusual hobby, He loved collecting pebbles by the riverbank. Each stone had its own story for him, And at home, he arranged them into heart and star shapes. His neighbor, Mrs. Jadwiga, was surprised, When she saw these stone artworks. “Stanisław, what are you doing with these rocks?” She asked, looking at the pebble heart on the windowsill. “Oh, Mrs. Jadwiga, these are my little secrets,” Stanisław replied, smiling mysteriously. “Each stone has its soul and history, And I’m just helping them find the right place.” And so Stanisław lived astonishingly, With stones, birds, and his straw hat. He didn’t care what neighbors or passersby said, Because in his world, And so Stanisław lived astonishingly, With stones, birds, and his straw hat. He didn’t care what neighbors or passersby said, Because in his world, everything was possible and beautiful. And thus ends our poem, About Stanisław, who lived remarkably. Perhaps we should all be a little strange sometimes, For life is full of surprises and mysteries. 🌟 [End]