The Mill Of Peak Hill Poem by ion untaru
The Mill Of Peak Hill
the mill of peak hill
felt the first near the wind
and enjoyed as a child
the water stars light the way of fishes
when leaving the area,
them increased wings and took flight
(translated from romanian)
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: leaving,wings
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