summer is when you shine the brightest
spring is when you smell like the roses by the flowing river
fall is when your beutifal just like the leaves fall
but winter i feel like your dead just like our love for eachother.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
bright shining, roses and the river, falling leaves........... dead love..? ? a very fine poem.. thank you dear poet.. tony