So the day began with rain,
Thrown down in tantrums of tears.
I could only watch, in vain,
The struggle of a flower.
a short on words poem that it certainly not short in deep symbolic meaning. a extrememly welled penned peice that cuts straight to the point. great poem my friend. as always, you have shown you are a wonderful poet my friend.10+++ Jen
Feelingly penned poem. Tears are the distilled wisdom, the essence of the struggle for existence. CP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Feelingly penned poem. Tears are the distilled wisdom, the essence of the struggle for existence. CP