You have told that, you can wait....
But I know, you will not live in calmness...
With expectation of spring...especially,
If ahead is such the March smiles,
As the whimsical and intolerable woman....
It was only in the thought, only...
...And I caught The song which I loved,
I caught of the car's on short to a wave...
But pleasure too has appeared short...
It was lost in memoirs of speed- beam...
It was lost in memoirs of speed- beam...
Lovely read Tsira...thank you so much for sharing it with us....10++
Thanks for sharing these memories with us, captivating as always 10 Lynda xx
a provokative poem written in classy poetic language and memoirs..........10+++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
cheers! fresh language.