A children's poem,
Or one to terrify.
It's down to mood,
In my mind's eye.
I'm Willo the Wisp,
Or maybe Marley's ghost.
The one never seen,
Or meet the most.
I'm in your bubble,
Or many miles away.
An idea exclusive,
Or a thought astray.
Never here nor there,
Always near or far.
An imagination wild,
From a mind bizarre.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem