I strolled into a farmyard, for the first time in some years
I'd been away in Covid times, I welled up with some tears
The Cows and Sheep had come and gone, and layed on many plates
When I arrived, it was a shock, someone had locked the gates
A sign read: 'We are closed for good', and so I went away
Yet thought that I might come again and settle here one day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem