The laugh of a baby
Is like a free flowing
Spring
That makes all hearts
Fill with joyful feeling
It is away from the
Worldly worries
And heartful cares
The laugh of a baby
Is like the blossoming
Of buds in spring
Full of life giving energy
Filling the hearts
With a satisfaction
That all is nice
The laugh of a baby
Is like the freely moving
Of a young bird
High in the blue sky
Balancing and weighing
Its body
And experiencing
The joy of new life
In the fresh air
Away from the gloom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Vert true. Even with all the complexities a baby brings into an already complex life, when it is going well it must just all feel so worth it I assume.