The path you have chosen
may be the hard one
for I can see it
in your weary eyes.
Come for a while
and take a rest...
I have the finest bloom
on the table
I have baked the aple pie
I have prepared
the chamomile tea.
Come for a while
and have a drink with me
for this is the only thing I can offer you
.....my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem