Making a day of it
With a jewel or two
Saying something what needs saying
Shall I take her along who smokes?
I've gone a long way
And missed a few things along the way
Need to fill in some voids since the adolescent time
As I think back to a few buds I wish I had known
Grant me the bonds of creative flow
That them people I may someday know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem