As we stay to feel the summer breeze
as we sit between the two tall tree's
The sky above turns a shade of grey
after all it's only what... winter gave
and as the Willow weeps as she lies beneath
falling from high above come the Autumn leaves
They deceive
and we believe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is beautiful. I always like poems about nature, but not everyone can make it work. This ones does. Great imagery, especially the part about the weeping willow.