I see the pigeons sit on a lamp post on this rainy day
And their whisper is very mysterious through the gloomy atmosphere.
' Hey! Chum you are counting the tricky money on the cash register madly and are you going to continue those habits in rest of your life?
Why can't you jump here and have a flight with us? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your words have already taken flight. The spirit of the poet is not earthbound no matter what the circumstances might be.Prayers for you from West Virginia. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra