Author Peter H. Lee Fortune determines rise and fall, Full Moon Terrace is autumn grass. A shepherd's pipe echoes the royal works of five hundred years. A traveler cannot keep back his tears in the setting sun. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments