saying hello
to
yet
another day.
who sleeps
while
i am awake?
the moon,
catching
sunlight
not
here
yet,
slowly
changes
its face
as
superstition
sends
shivers
up
and
down
my
spine
(4-01-2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting piece Kyle. I spend many a sleepless night.