Deep blue sorrows grow amidst
The green spring time of life. Troubled youth
Dwells too long upon the place of shadows,
And stops singing its potent songs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some things in life are but fleeting and as we grow older and look back so is life itself. We seem to live a hummingbird existence sometimes. Great free verse poem Dominic people can relate to.10++ and quickly added to my favs. Many thanks and stay enlightened..