Author Peter H. Lee I only chant painfully in the autumn wind, For I have few friends in the wide world. At third watch it rains outside. By the lamp my heart flies myriad miles away. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments