I wrote a poem,
and posted it too.
That poem I wrote
is intended for you.
You've read it I know
I can see without eyes,
and you wondered
how it could possibly say
that very thing
that you'd thought yesterday.
When you paused for a moment,
and thought,
there really must be
some reason for life;
some purpose for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely write David, the flow is great and I loved the contents. Well done indeed. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX