Hanging from the tree in her backyard
We’re too old for this, we know
We know
But the air is warmer than it has been
Has ever been, so
We laugh
I’m wielding the camera happily
I don’t need to be in the picture because
We’re all there
Our smiles are almost ready
Almost ripe like the plums
We picked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice Nicole i can picture it