THIS MORNING HAS NO POEM
This morning has no poem-
Reality-
Too many problems-
Too much to do-
Too much not to do-
Too much-
Yet somehow at some time during the day,
There will be a moment for thought,
There will be a time of peace in which to dream,
There will be a bit of silence and peace,
A poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem