Listening to Springsteen, rocking to his rhythms and music,
loving it's tempos and fast paced beats, taking turns list-
ening to different individual rhythms.
Having glory days of my own right this minute, writing them
all into poetry so they can be shared and remembered by any-
one who cares to do so.
Making my life into a picturesque landscape of words and
meanings, portraying it's beauty and sharing it with the
world in rhythms of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What could be more mesmerizing than to write it as POETRY....? ? Beautiful indeed!