I see pretty flowers in the month of april,
I see the whales of the sea feeding on the Krill,
I see the old people sitting behind their grill,
this is the month I love the most,
lots of poems I'll write, I will.
I see the sun set yellow sky,
I see the pretty butterfly,
I cannot believe god has created so much; suddenly! , I believe,
and exclaim, oh my! .
this is the month of april,
where in every hearts joy will spill,
this is the month I love the most, this is the month, to guests, I
become a host.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, Savio. April 01 is my birthday as well.