Tall grass yellowed
Leaves Autumn-touched
Winter nears
As it must
Fleeting dreams
Wind-blown mist
how have two other readers beaten me to the punch? ! somehow 'touched' and 'must' works for me as a rhyming pair. nice. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Fleeting Dreams What sort of dreams are those which fleet? One about ice cream which.....I must now eat? One of my little sister's big and very smelly feet? A dream which soon, down the path, does beat? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ================= how have two other readers beaten me to the punch? ! somehow 'touched' and 'must' works for me as a rhyming pair. nice. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Fleeting Dreams What sort of dreams are those which fleet? One about ice cream which.....I must now eat? One about my little sister's big and smelly feet? A dream which soon, down the path, does beat? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - An Aid To Old Age A Fleet Enema can bring you satisfaction …. when it sweeps away a bowel compaction. But don’t use them too often, or your stools will SO soften, that you’ll have yourself a bad BAD reaction. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - enough of this! ! ! happy trails to you. bri :)
Life is mortal and death is certain. Graceful aging is but a boon Its a beautiful station Between birth n death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OOPS! i see now that i sent more than i expected to send, including two versions of Fleeting Dreams! :)