Sad little face
Sad wide eyes
the nymph of you
belies your womanhood.
Ah, that I could by magic means
flower that within you unfulfilled -
But I am just a poet
writing words
released to air
like fledgling birds.
The strong survive
The weaklings die
Sad little face
Sad wide eyes.
and i'm slowly, but surely— finding the right words to every possible situation. ....(this touched my spirit, keep on, sjg)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One of my all-time favourites Jerry. Beautiful picture. Beautiful girl. love, Allie xxxx