Legends Of The Invisible Poem by guillermo veloso

Legends Of The Invisible



These winter hours toil in the cold grey air
As time hides its work
Awakening every morning to her reflection in
The mirror
She finds a new wrinkle and reasons anew
Hope becomes its own reward
To forge ahead
To live this life alive but
Invisible to the world

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success