I'll crawl back to my hole
not wounded
but curious
questions bubble
but get distorted
in the strong wind of autumn
if you listen to them pop
you'll hear my
apology
floating in your direction.
An unconditional apology in the form of a poem. Nice write.8 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A short beautiful poem and meaningful write up.