loving the sound of words
she reads aloud in solitude
to an imaginary audience
dreaming one day she
will be a writer
a desire born and
a prayer on her lips
destiny's child at last
receives her moment
in the spotlight
infront of real people
she reads her work
and it is well received
now grown her childhood
dream becomes her realtiy
it was all along
her destiny
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As must be ours to receive such a brilliant script in front of an admiring audience. This is wonderful, I love the way that you writeFaith, truly an amazing work here, love Duncan