Sadness In Sagitarius Poem by Gerald Wroe
Sadness In Sagitarius
Across the fields of yesterday he sometimes comes to me
A little boy comes back from play that little boy is me
And yet he smiles so wistfully once he climbs within
I wonder if he hopes to see the man I could have been....!
Well one could also think that this precious little boy is happy to see the man that is. Excellent poem, I took this as one of my favourites. Melvina
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:31:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I agree with the previous comment, and doubt this little boy would question the man he has become. This is a wonderful poem. Thank you.