Que Sera. Sera Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
Que Sera. Sera
Beneath the trees like drifts of snow,
the dropping cherry blossoms fall.
It makes me sad to them go.
Like fleeting dreams beyond recall.
Their images I have safely stored
imprinted in my memory
I conjure up from my record
and once again I clearly see.
The spring clothed trees all pink and white
before the fruit begins to form
and I can marvel at this sight.
One miracle I can perform
Predict the future from the past
extrapolate and then forecast.
(Poeticpiers/May 07)
Your first four lines are so strong....I must read on...nice write: O)
As night follows day.... i like this. Simple comment but true! t x
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 1:09:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Grand write. Also, it makes one thing to remember things like this they may go to their Memory Tree...N'est-ce pas? ? ? marci.m.