In dismay a thud sound
In the ground he is found
The backyard where he lies
This being without a sigh
She shout loud with no pause
Almost losing her tone
This beautiful soul
In an instant was a grave mound
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great piece...clear and straight at you...i like your approach to writing.. Keep up this fine work best wishes Jon.