creamiest bouquet
white daisies touched by red sun
in aged day's glow
marvelous mauve walls
tell stories of sun's passing
birds whistle blithely
glass lake reveals moon
that's peeping at the window
raising dark drama
plum shadows, fireflies
pink sun's travels never cease
blue butterflies sleep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How did I miss this gorgeous poem Bravo Evelyn