sad flyer roosting on a tree
looking at the ground for me
i can't give her food for today
i already feed fish in the pond
she has to wait for sometime
she has to get it from someone
she flew overhead and whisper
i understand it could be better
i look up and wave with smile
she kwak one more and gone
in my mind she could take care
it's a wide world; weather is fair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice poem.. excellent job.. :)