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Grey, as some thoughts
As some hearts
Is the sky
Geese absent
And seagulls
Roads are wet; not always
Dance raindrops
Before fall
Green’s Grass; trees too
(Most of them
Sure not all)
In parkas with hoodies
Are wrapped up
Or at walk
Girls and boys, young and old
Men, women
Go inside
Like a glass filled with wine
Fight the bubbles
And drops
Same not-same; people are
Bundled or in t-shirts
Equal, unequal
Like garden, colorful flowers
Beauty, varied scents
Time to time
Life is sweet
In the springs
Why is it late?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely done. Enjoyed this poem much.