Would this tropical seed grow in this rich soil
And become a Wintergreen one day
Or it may be winterkilled some day?
When I was watering to the rose bush in the morning
I deeply thought of myself.
The eternal question. Winter may be kinder to you than you know. Very poignant, Nimal. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one has the economy and simplicity of a Haiku poem with a touch of Walt Whitman. Excellent verse. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxx