Green lives long,
'Til Autumn's Alchemy
Spins a thousand shades of gold
As days grow short
And we grow old
reminding me how many shades of crimson have I seen on my journey.......
Poignant to the very essence of its being. Memorable write. Kind regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can't believe i missed commenting on this before! ? a masterpiece in brevity!