cold water dripping on my head
taking away my pain and my sweat
rustling fast just like music beat
pouring now, draining down sink
feeling good, yes refreshing fate
clean to face delay traffic fleet
mirror shows i am a face of work
so i break a smile, wholesome greet
wipe it off to get clearer view
oh! my that; that could be you too
fleeting mind has glimpse of yesterday
happy am i; i am starting another day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem