I commend to your attention
the immeasurable sadness
of that huge brown teddy bear
slumped in the window
of its institution;
the wistfulness of rushes
as summer sun cools at five;
the tragedy of casserole
wasted in the pan.
I only mention this because
you have a kind expression.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Richard, this is so good. You should publish a book of your poems.