My little girl
bouncing up & down
pulling on the reins
of my hair
yelling: 'Go...
...horsie go! '
as we gallop
across
a never to be
forgotten
summer.
A lovely, tenderly told tale of Tilly-land, and its beauty? What a summer, galloping cross the land this way!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the mysticism of the poem - it reminds me the best of folklore and firy-tales - a little fairy is riding a horse yelling: 'Go...horsie go! ' with its sweet thin alluring voice...