on the way home
I had confused the birds with children
as they were
pecking
in a small park
as they were
I thought
spring and spring again I confused
children with them - older -
and even with other older
as they were
not today
I confused myself
and they talked as
to each other
to me
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I would like to translate this poem
Avid love of Nature observed in your poetry...well written verses