My love is a tree
Growing and branching out
School is a
Window to the past and future
Monday is an
Unwanted snow
Life is
A journey
Rain is a
Broken heart
A window is
A barrier to paradise
Death is the end
Of a story and a beginning of another
Peace is a
Baby sleeping
War is the wind
Blowing against a wall
Fear is
The sun setting
I am
A mask
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem