Beyond a bird on the wire
Is a sky of light blue triumphing sapphire.
I looked up at the sapphire and the bird
Thinking if I could only sing a song of sunshiny words.
The sound would be as pretty perhaps as a tree in a breeze.
The facets of cool green leaves
On some closeby boughs reach higher and higher.
Shining under the golden sun and sapphire.
For some reason this reminds me of childhood- a shiny time with no blots upon the rainbow (mostly) . Well done.
You preserve brief jewels and globules of descriptions with words. Read mine -Sunlight's World - Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a pretty poem; and I love that line: ... sing a song of sunshiny words., that is so good, it takes me to far away places of wonder. Great poem.