It would be desirable to all,
Everybody aspires to it now
All begin with emptiness...
By Butterflies by confused-desire
It would be desirable to all
Who does up to end well all?
Where they - winged friends
Who has put interrogative
In the paragraph beginning?
All begins without problems
But comes to an end by hopes
Hopeless - to write rhymes...
E v e n t u a l l y.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What beauty are words which lie On the luminous wings of a Butterfly And your write is what beauty brings That touch the sky on Butterfly wings. Ah, Poetess... As always and my day starts with sunshine... Thank you... Ron.