by Michael Viktor Apr 27, 2007
category :
Life, society /
meaning of life
It's fall, the Forrest seems Grey and dark, the life of animals turns into the night, coldness is coming |
I'm glad to hear I feel for this poem too - we that live in four seasons climate might know better - can't imagine a tropic clima fx. |
I really enjoyed the imagery of this poem and how you took it full circle. There are spelling mistakes; however, one easily overlooks that as we follow along. My favourite part, absolutely the ending! |