I am only an energy wind turbine
the oncoming breeze is very kind,
people see me all day and night
just because I am coloured white.
..............But..............
If I'm not welcome on the scene,
I wish I could be coloured 'green'
to match the local hills and dales
casting a spell as in fairytales.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem