Beautiful Poetry,
Is like fine French Wine,
As it ages, it becomes divine.
Wow, what a beauty! This is a wonderful short poem and its charm lingers on long after reading.
Great write. Poetry always seems to get better with age. RoseAnn
yes, like keats we can call it a thing of beauty: its loveliness increases, it will never pass into nothingness.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah yes could anyone say it better. Read mine - Who Am I - Adeline