In this stone-world
My heart is going
to be a stone.
My dear, are you not
going with me
to be a stone?
Let me read
the history of stone.
Let me love this stone
with its new name
and new address.
My grand-daughter
is going to sit again
on this stone.
Yes it's a world turned into a cold stone having a heart as good as cold........very nice Sir
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I would like to translate this poem
he history of stone... nice one inscribe good name over and spread no cover...