If all wishes were granted,
And every dream came true.
Poetry would pack a case,
And so sadly say adieu.
And live it's life like a hermit,
In a cave so cold bleak and bare.
Reminiscing on it's former glories,
That people once loved and did share.
A very lovely poem imbued with beautiful thoughts. Very touching. Another great poem as always.
Thank you again for a most gracious comment Rose Marie. I'm happy you enjoyed it. Take care good Rose Marie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lwish my neighbours karishma get divorce