who will sing
my sweetest river swim
back from boyhood
childhood
days
no song can sing
back young limbs
strong muscles
in summers
youth waters
no words no voice
siren call
smashes back
sparkle
splashing
silent waters
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent stuff excellent imaginery and metaphors