yes Spring scribe
was warm dream writing
in seed poetic mind
the journey of leave taking
began a few Autumn weeks ago
time to say goodbye to writing
for the Winter a season
perhaps a decade or eternity
Winter draws in upon us
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem