Twilight band – a short poem
A tract of landFar away from the noiseWhere blows the cold windI want to be thereNot in dreamsBut in real....To listen whatThe little birds sayWhen they make a nestWith with…
A tract of landFar away from the noiseWhere blows the cold windI want to be thereNot in dreamsBut in real....To listen whatThe little birds sayWhen they make a nestWith with…