I was not ten
when
I wrote my first poem
The Truant
and
the ma'am
took it
and stored it too
well no wonder
I then and there knew
poetry is in my blood
and
that she also knew
it was decades gone astray
your just a ten year seed
a flower to be a poetess indeed
of a language
which is not your own
God bless
Gauri
thee
happy poetry
tree
you may
well will
be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Talent attracts talent and poetry readers, But one thing a poet has from a tunnel vision.