Minding cows
in the wilderness
just remember
and
recall those tears....
how love they traced away
and
left clean years
such would be your agony
if you had relied
on despondency
so smile for you
will never be lonely
Mom and dad are busy
to produce for you
some good company
hope you will mind
the cows till then
be happy
you have lost your
having been
a lovely teen
now stay clean
LOVELY NOSTALGIC MEMORIES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What do cows eat? Cow-cumbers. Happy new year to you.
Thanks friend again i shall ask her again what in her tummy remains