storm nearing its end
a dove perches on the porch
patiently waiting...
after the storm...roofs repairs follow... after looking all those slender and flattened silver sheets...sadly blown by the raging breeze....
Deep of words you made a hefty. shock to... storm nearing its end a dove perches on the porch patiently waiting...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a piece of wisdom...