Boots slide across frozen puddles
Crystal splinters
Old air exhaled, before new.
Spring's first sunshine on face
On the walk to school
Last sunshine on back, way home.
Holiday dissolves into one cloud
Suspended in blue
No end
First day, a fight over a seat.
Tears stretch back to door
Mum gone.
This is rather sad, Andrew. Typical of a kid's first day of school but I hope Mum wasn't gone forever! Warm Wishes, Marilyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sad but true. messaged conveyed clearly. i like the way it was written. unparalleled.