Rays of the sun, light falls
through woodland.
With hues, of
gold,
yellow,
green,
birds fly within
the golden rays
of light.
Reminds me of my favourite season, autumn. You can't beat it for glorious colour. I like this poem a lot, Roy. Love, Fran xx
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I would like to translate this poem
Very colourful Roy.If I am one of the birds in your poem?