A sweet English cottage
built just for two, and a
quaint rustic bridge where
an inlet flows through:
This is my dream,
to be there with you -
amid green fields of Dover,
where the sky's ever blue.
We may live there one day
if we both make a wish, in
that southern port of England
beyond Shakespeare's Cliff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Niece romance…….I like it…. With high respect.... Adnan,