Arrange the furniture like a fortress
Everything in a row like an army
Sanity the fine line
Mommy homemaker
Fresh healthy salads
We are the artists of pain
Princess Dianna all alone
Abundance of things
You sleep with tears
Call me before it’s too late
My angel in the cold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a really beautiful poem. nice thoughts.