and be honest
some yellow cotton bottoms.
have you ever, when you have?
and having clouds, that hang below.
that hang above twin open doors.
moon the stars, each open face.
and yellow cotton bottoms,
feel the world and have you, have you never.
when you have.
and sitting there so quite lost in thought.
the world you feel it burn, now turning
and be honest,
have you ever, when you have!
sleeping in the open it is quite.
and be honest,
yellow cotton bottoms, when you have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem! Beautifully composed....10