Weary branches sway away
Brushing out right now, today
Memories form at will again
Carried off by the Artic wind
Tossed upon the balmy breeze
Ferried to the tempest seas
Then back again for interjecting
At your will for recollecting
Remember now and here; today
Ere weary branches brush it away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem