Sitting on her own,
bathing in the sun
her blue eyes searching for something,
someone
wishing she had a different past
and a better future
she shouldn't be wishing for that
she's only a young girl,
not yet a teenager
she shouldn't be wishing for that...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wishes are what we sometimes attach our fears too...I hope her wishes fly high to heaven...And become ones more beautiful. PEACE to your friend, and you for a most sympathetic poem. Lovely!