Gorilla Ponders Poem by Philo Yan
Gorilla Ponders
Gorilla in awe, he wonders
while he reflects and ponders...
My little one floats through the air,
soft powdered wings that easily tear.
No, not by fate, until you find,
your one true mate, where you will bind.
There is no grief, the end will come.
in 6 short weeks, saccharine sweet.
Barely, briefly, breathe........
Beautiful poem. The contrast between the huge gorilla and the small butterfly give the poem a superb quality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thank you for your kind comment Hans Vr!