The canary’s song
The blackbird can’t sing…
The autumn can’t venture
To reveal the spring…
Yes, everything in this world has it's own time and place. A nice write, Tsira. Thanks Richard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true is life: youth cannot be recovered. Wordsworth asked: why is youth wasted on the young? Oh autumn can't reveal the spring. But why is it that winter will regain spring? A poet friend// RH Peat