Unseeing glanced
And there again
To clog his brain
Were lines that blurred
The words amiss
His mind adrift
And he dropped the book
And he gave himself up
And he fell into dreams
This brought a smile and a rueful nod, Daniel! I'm long past student days (tho' you never know, college is in my future plans) , but as one dreamer to another that procrastinating urge lives strong and long - beware! ! ! A great little poem, this. Esther : ]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ha I did this last night. upps. -landrey