She appeared only once
in my gloomy dreams.
Like an actress in a movie
with a singsong
she disappeared at the end.
In the life-theatre still I am sitting
until the curtain opens.
for Sandra Fowler with affectionately.....
Thank you for the poem gift. I treasure your letter friendship. Warm regards, Sandra Fowler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliantly thought out, such clever and tallented words from you again.Love Duncan