Although this land is not my own,
I will remember its inland sea
and the waters that are so cold
the sand as white
as old bones, the pine trees
strangely red where the sun comes down.
I cannot say if it is our love,
or the day, that is ending.
Departure
Anna Akhmatova
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Poem topics: red, remember, sea, sun, white, cold, Valentine's Day, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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