My Round Room Poem by Janet K. Rauch
My Round Room
Have you been inside my room?
It's round without a door.
Its windows are of cellophane
with paper blinds galore.
I love to sit within and
gaze beyond its colored blinds.
For I can see through time and space
or travel through a mind.
Go on and laugh at my round room,
go on and think it poor...
for you have never entered in
'cause it's without a door!
(My first childhood musing, written at age 13)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 11:22:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very riddle-like and fun! -c