Those years were such a blur. But, winds
always whispered and stirred. Angels on high
were always heard. Through the sounds of life...
And night birds...Songs rung on, Carrying along the
most comforting words, when Blackness Contoured.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a blur! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you! .. Edward, For your kind reply! .. Your poetry is beautiful and strong, moving to all who come along! .. Thank you! .. God bless! ..