Winter begins lamenting,
Individuals begin mourning,
The forgotten season is returning,
Sunlight appearing to be undying,
Crimson poppies exploding,
The unforgiving storms calming,
In unison, swallows serenading,
The life of plants renewing,
The creation of life commencing,
The animal’s eyes widening,
The controlled breeze caressing,
Apples are ripening,
Upon the gale, the kites are climbing,
No more forgetting.
Background info: Im only 15, I was inspired to write this when I was a young child and I used to live on a meadow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great rhythm & rhyme, flow & imagery in this lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. Ravensong