My little twitter birds I am so sorry as I cannot give you shelter anymore.
The autumn comes stealthily with strong winds,
Of course! It takes my innocent withered leaves away.
Winter in camouflage; sniffs the green light like a polar bear.
I'll guide you to a better place where the kids college stands.
They start a new program in the musical theatre it seems.
Enjoy the exciting world of dance
And please do not miss this jump opportunity.
You'll learn more songs and when spring comes
You could sing the mysterious song of life rhythmically in rival.
*I dedicate this poem in gratitude to West Virginian Nightingale
before the music ends....Sandra.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love elm trees they were the beautiful giants of my childhood.We had four of them growing very close to our house. May the music of your little twitter birds never end. Beautiful poem, Nimal. I am honored to think that one of poemhunter's most uniquely gifted poets has penned this dedication to me. Thank you very much. Always your poetess friend, Sandra