Life is fine - My Wordsworthian attempt
Life is fine Laki Ratnayake Willows breathe in acorn fields A low mist gathers like a flock of Sheep, blue-green meadows with stony Walls shadowed by eucalyptus trees A chirpy robin sings on a branch and The river runs through a withered creek Morning rays seep through the green And life begins —... Sign in to see full entry.