On her birthday she received
Flowers,
Cards,
Gifts,
Cakes, with candles on and
Readymade Phrases
Her room was empty and
No friends rang, they had
Like:
Flowers,
Cards,
Gifts,
And cakes with candles on
Gone virtual.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What is a birth, the question is still in my mind. Anyway I like this.