out there
I showed you sadness, happiness,
tears, and joy,
now sit here
while I take my make-up off
and let us speak
of life and death, of
death and life
Vesta La Guibba! Ah Michael on with the motley (crowd) . Nothing will allow us to give up. Brilliant sentiment I just couldnt hear Tauber singing this, but it does cry out for music.
Michael, I think readers can take or leave many directions from this. If they are unable to, perhaps.. Exit Stage Left. I see a performer, willing to entertain twice on a public and a private level, both of which command an encore. Danny 10
What? An intelligent conversation Michael, with no squabbling and squaking? I think you have the wrong venue! rofl. Nice write. 10 from never ceasing to be amazed! Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
MICHAEL...JUST A FEW WORDS...BUT WITH VOLUNINOUS UNDERLININGS ...AND IN THE END, (MOST) OF US GET THE PICTURE! GOOD WRITE.! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' ~F. J. R.~'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''