Folded wings, yesterdays...
faded
slowly pass, wander
weaving nets
of
shadows passed
rested in heart's wonder
where
images of blue change
the reds of tears
where the glow
memory's soul
receive
amends...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shadowed flight of memories past are lost in time until the end Nice Poem.