I walk in loneliness through fields of corn
Caressing the corn with my hand as I stroll
Soft wind makes sway in the early morn
I walk in loneliness through fields of corn
For I lost my sweet love now love is forlorn
She has taken everything even my very soul
I walk in loneliness through fields of corn
Caressing the corn with my hand as I stroll
A beautiful poem, experience of walking in loneliness through fields of corn is vivid, good rhymed, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful and rhymed. I enjoyed reading the work.