Sunday dresses
Sandbox trousers
Youthful mashed potato angels
Red Popsicle on inquisitive faces
Carefree sky dreamers
Beneath wafting trees
Flat-backed wishers
Fueled with question
Imaginations running unbridled
Clouds for playmates
Devil-may-care-ness
Of a youthful, untarnished child
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem exhudes innocence and gentleness.. I love it!