So many poems I could write
About my feelings, joy and fright
So many words I could say
So many ways I could end the day
Maybe keep my thoughts tonight
And save them for morning's light
For when morrow comes to sight / the dreams may recede to the depth of night A great short poem Aric. Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
tomororw will be a better time to write