"Can't sleep and you see the hazy glow of the sky slowly coming to life"
They said
Sounds like you're in the place I'm in; under the same overcast sky.
Here to welcome another early March Sunday; hoping the sun will part to crystal blue.
While I'm here thinking of you.
Have a great day I.E.M.
T. Plotz
Overcast Sunday
11 March 2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem