Red roses in Oktober
Swayed in winds of seasons change
South the humming birds have flown
The trumpet vine is seed laden.
Hey Chris Tel Quel Tel Quel. Transmute Autumn in touch with something beyond. Movements of illumination and visulation. Aine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
October is memorable as depicted in your poem. I enjoyed it.