Are you indifferent to my poems?
Or do not want to read me in English?
I don't believe it. Today it was snowing,
And it seemed that low on me you were sitting,
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Hi Liza, A lovely poem on poesy, especially writing poems in a language other than one's mother tongue. Liza, as you would have noticed, we are in the same boat. English is not my mother tongue too. I do go through the same pangs when I write in English.. So, your poem communicates with me.. Thank you liza..
Happiness flows into me. So I write. Great line. You voiced it for those who write with their heart not a pen.