whistle as you walk by
don't be afraid of those that lie
inside these iron gates
we are at peace on high
we cannot chase
Or reach for you.
Things that you can
We cannot do.
Don't be afraid,
Of those that lie.
Just pray for us,
As you pass by.
3/5/2005
Very good one pard! You certainly are a master story teller with your poetry, it is amazing how you can take the most ordinary things/places and turn a good yarn from them. Keep it up, I so enjoy your writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very cleverly written