There Is No Other Moon
J
James McLain
0
Altın Yaprak
There is no other moon.
Clouds blow across another sky.
Open windows on the other side,
I feel that when you ask me come,
you feel that it has settled.
Past treeless hills and silent fields.
The forest fills the air.
A brighter garden filled with roses it is here.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş