My Poem For My CityA Poem by Erjon MannIts about the Capital of Albania,Tirana
My Poem For My City
Summer has forgotten returning this time Birds have peregrinated and haven't come And living things have forgotten they live Skies are covered from strange clouds Every day they block the light of the sun Rain is so cold and the wind is so strong Appropriate weather for a cold ice built city For the place without any believing dreams The famous place that inquisition of value is real
© 2014 Erjon MannAuthor's Note
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