Under the pine tree we did play,
sister and sister, sharing sunny days,
unmindful of any world but our own.
It was a young world
which we did partake of together.
Now we are worlds apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem composed with vivid imagery. I liked the theme very much. Kudos to your skill. Keep it up. I rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... I shall be highly obliged if you please read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1. Warmest regards Akmal