I sat at the window
near the edge of sunset
watched the storm clouds roll by.
I wondered what would happen
during the evening tide
with those storm clouds.
Will they bring forth wind and rain?
Will the raindrops dance
and tap at my windowpane.
However, those storms clouds
just kept on rolling by.
With a sigh of relief,
I could see there
will be no storm tonight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A Storm showing its power and might, and then the gentle passing of such a parrade, this is a moving piece David, and you my friend are a, , , , '*' STAR '*' Take care Love duncan X