The sun is shining in the sky.
The birds on silver wings fly by.
The scent of Spring is in the air,
Flowers blooming everywhere.
I look, and everywhere I see
New leaves emerging on each tree.
The morning dew is on the grass...
A car is honking...
He wants to pass. (Sigh)
I guess I'd better concentrate;
I have to be at work by eight!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem