birds flying low
feathery clouds too
elephant grass flowers
betray soft wind
drifting across plain
like snow flurries
i can hear giggles of joy
from kids discovering their toy
not far, a short walk over hill
they are having fun, i could tell
one of their toys went astray
i pick it up and launch it away
it sputters then pick up speed
went up, nobody knows who did
i went back to where you are
in midst of grass, a knee high
skirting side of rolling hills
overlooking bay with colorful sails
you are lying, hands on your chest
your eyes are close, i give you kiss
i can hear giggles of joy from kids discovering their toy kids are the best thing in this world. Crystal
your poem is story which i enjoye reading it, thank you for sharing it with us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its really a nice poem. But I really don't understand it. Bethany