My fire in life is burning out. Last cord of wood is almost nil. What remain will be my ashes, Wind a strayed, forgotten still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
6/16/2024 2:45:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119