moonlight on St. Lawrence river
reflections of a distant beauty
ripples of a lover that are not their
to always see but to never feel
I can see the absence and loneliness with the moonlight on the river and it'll be darn cold there right now! !
This poem is a great portrait of the greatest Canadian landscape Close to the Group of Seven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love can feel everything though absent all thru alone