Sometimes she smiles cheerfully like a sweet cherry
Sometimes she loses her temper jumping like a bouncing ball
Sometimes she tells you stories that are full of imagination
Sometimes she speaks words that are coined by herself
Every now and then
She draws pictures that make you go Wow
Every now and then
She reads words in books that make you wonder how she has learned them
She sings a bit out of tune; she dances somewhat hilariously
She folds colorful square paper; she makes great little books
She is my delight
She is my joy
She is my love
Always and forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem