Of this restored feeling
Kinship's, universal
I fear again, by next morn
Twill have been snuffed out.
Past when, dimmed, down from off
Are pulled, packed away
Last of its magic uplift.
Ringed, praiseful, about.
Universal kinship? Where other than PoemHunter? Nice. Four *s
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well penned. Tree and lights.... certainly a magical combination!