Yeah
I remember..
It was blue
And it was red.
It was damn cold
And nothing has ever been said..
-could I miss the lights
those flickering seasoned lights?
-could I miss the hymns
of that Thursday night?
I am in blue
And you were in red.
Those days of old
-with nothing has ever
been said.
- December 2003
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nothing like a memo at times