Women and wine
Are sometimes divine.
But the eternal breeze
Shakes leaves from trees
And poets know
All must go
Save the breeze.
Women and wine
Are sometimes divine.
But the eternal breeze
Shakes leaves from trees
And poets know
All must go
Save the breeze.
I love this piece 🌸
Thank you, Gabriela. I’m delighted you love my poem. Best wishes. Kevin
Apologies for the delay in replying, Gabriela. I’ve only just seen your comment which you posted on 13 May.
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Many thanks for sharing, Michael. Kevin