Baskets of peaches
Ripe, juicy, luscious and warm
Tangerine sun goes
Summer left these gifts behind
Like blooms of my memory
Flamingos soon dance
Along the edges of dusk
Beautiful endings
Preserves and pies are waiting
A scarecrow waves in the field
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very sweet poem.... just beautiful.
Thank you very much!