Autumn plans reversed out of reach
away from the heat of sandy beach
My desire travels to a cold and hard city
Snow in great Canada, oh what a pity!
Imagine cuddling is fun so cozy
blushing beneath covers feeling rosy
wishing a third would pop up soon
with a face like a silvery blue moon
perhaps we could soon park in Banana city
where we'd again be alone mindless of nitty gritty
recalling sweet kids desired another sibling
one must have a girl, wow you are smiling
a girl should by next October be due
how memorable it will be, there's no clue
we once enjoyed such a one can't forget
when our first Sunny we happily did beget
My desire on which I've little hold, Which shapes from no particular mould Travels to the lands of cold... and, and...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delightful poem. Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.