Sometimes I feel like I am meant to be alone.
A hermit in the mountains living in a log cabin
with nothing around to bother me but the sounds
of the wildlife chirping and howling.
There are days when I am with people
and I just can't stand it because they are talking
and trying to better know me.
It just bothers me like being pricked by a thorny bush.
Maybe I should just stay alone that way I will
never have to say hello and good-bye.
From present experience..it gets old...very old...seek out the sweetness, Cokbod.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The solitude of a mountain cabin with only the sounds of wildlife....is just where I want to be...sometimes I like trees more than people.....loved and understood the poem......Vallerie