The green through my window
Pane I see,
Should I go
Down, like the rain,
And be free
Amidst the greenery below?
‘Tis a passing show
I see:
This rain,
This tree
In the garden below,
And me
The green through my window
Pane I see,
Should I go
Down, like the rain,
And be free
Amidst the greenery below?
‘Tis a passing show
I see:
This rain,
This tree
In the garden below,
And me
Another excellent poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie.
Gorgeous Kevin: the impermanence of our existence.
Thank you, Gabriela. That is exactly what I was thinking of/trying to get across when I wrote this. All the best – Kevin
It was a pleasure to read your beautiful poem.
Have great Saturday afternoon.
Thank you for your lovely comment. You too, have a wonderful afternoon.
What a beautiful poem this is!
Thank you. I am delighted you like my poem!
The beauty of nature in our lives. Lovely piece, Kevin!
Thank you, Eugenia. I am delighted you enjoyed reading my poem. Best – Kevin
My pleasure, Kevin!