Hey! my naughty wind chime bird,
you are trying to snatch my song book
(first episode of our love) .
and fly away.
My dear there are lot of mistakes in that
and not finished yet.
Why don't we correct and sing together?
but you are on the wing it seems.
I am not an expert like you in the vast sky.
So, I have to think twice before I step in.
I used to the old cage
and I am frighten of this unlimited void.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gentle, fond, a bit playful. This one has its charm. Kindest regards, Sandra