We both
got up
(both of us
to blame)
to
no good
& then
just before
sleep came
& arrested us
clapped us
in dreams
we(both of us)
smiled
each to the other
said:
'It was good...so good! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you naughty things...... tee hee Ruthie