A poem by Pablo Neruda
I remember you as you were that final autumn. You were a gray beret and the whole being at peace. … Continue reading A poem by Pablo Neruda
I remember you as you were that final autumn. You were a gray beret and the whole being at peace. … Continue reading A poem by Pablo Neruda
The wind is blowing no more The fallen leaves are resting After landing now They’re making a crunchy sound as … Continue reading Belonging – Nehal