Persimmon trees
are bugiardi
they flower again
out of season
but never fulfill
the promise of a second wind
of luscious fruit
the persimmon trees in merriment yell
April Fools.
Nature is definitely very amazing. We feel nature's presence in blooming. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned...10
Thank you Kumarmani.My apologies for my late reply.You write awesome perceptive comments of which I am always glad to receive, Vince.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a joyous poem and wonderful to read. it was a good write to start my day.
Thank you for a beautiful comment Geoffrey, It made my day and gave me a spring in step.My apologies for replying late, Vince.