I saw a yacht against the sky
But the sea was wild and angry
The yacht was swaying to and frow
As if it didn't know where to go
I've lost my way it seemed to say
But the wild sea said come below with me
The little yacht stood it's ground
And battled on till it was safe and sound
And there it stayed till the very next day
And the sea was calm
The sky was blue
So the little yacht went off to pastures new.
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I would like to translate this poem
The lucky yacht rescued, we must be very careful when sailing as we do not know anything about the boisterous sea.Nice poem Esme.