LOST IN THE MOMENT
As the Sun beats down on an ungrateful world.
I stare at an empty sky.
Blue and azure,
I'm reassured
As a lonely cloud drifts by.
Heat shimmers on a sultry day,
Sweat shines on a russet brow
Eyes squinting to see the way
Calloused hand steer the plough.
Faded shirt, old boots, and me.
all so much older now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem