my true name is latebloomer:
i never strike when the iron's hot
or catch the early worms
i doze when opportunity knocks
on my door
i only stir when the moon is high
then my eyes burn with joy
and a wild energy
when the night cruises free
i pull cobwebs off my mind
and awaken to
myriad opportunities
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem