The older man seemed confused.
I slowed, turned in my drive.
I was just returning from the airport.
He fell on the road too,
And got a nasty gash to his left knee.
Later, I learned he had onset of the dreaded D.
This morning, I flew a plane,
Then slipped right back into humanity
From the mirth of azure skies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful words Francie I will keep in my heart Bravo!