Oh love!
what our dearest
home
you were
times before
rocky mountains
you turned!
which brought
with them
sweat and fatigue,
into our feelings,
into our hearts,
that arrived mightily,
on us faster to ride
as mortal chariots.
Sept 2001
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My applause for your fine efforts. Keep up the good work. Sandra Fowler