A print
Sometimes a simple copy can tell a storey
It is not about the artist but the sense of life
Lived far from busy city life.
I see a narrow road, and a woman sits in the sun mending
A pair of trousers, a cat, sits by her side
It must be April there is shadow and light.
If you follow the road and turn left you will see a field
Of red flowers and two girls playing a game
As children do and forget when adults.
This scene is the elusive dream of peace we have
A mind for, but all around them and unseen wars,
Blood and hunger are a reality.
But we will not think about this now, enjoy
The daydream this print represents.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Happy life is all we need while on earth despite the vicious virus.....10+++