If you take away my legs
you can put me in the ground.
A wheelchair? No, not for me.
That's not how I'll be found.
On the day I cannot walk
there's no more reason to talk.
Farewell; I'll see you around.
A wonderful poem in an interesting poetic form. A well crafted poem as always, Kim.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for the introduction to square poems! Is it your invention or is it a form used by others before you?
Rob, thank you very much for commenting. Square poems are my own invention. As far as I know, nobody before me used them, or called them by that name.