it is a gray dawn
seen in the refiection
of her tears.
With the dreams
of the night winds
yet to come.
As she pass
through
her day.
Very expressive imagery. A gray lady for a gray dawn, My applause for your rich imagination. Regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A gloomy day reflects with a lady brings nostalgia. Splendid Roy!