If all days were this day
When a child was born in a city
Born was a child among sun smiles
Of pregnant hope that swells in the new miles
With happiness upon this child's cry
Was aspoil and clues were well clung, in the dreamers
As a future ray at the brown skin
Such is a climb upon the steepy hill
Are the eyes glued to its increased length
That of ahand some boy playing with myth
Within the city of a polite land
With a moon that takes care
The wind for a new born
If that day would come again
And take this child's applause
Of herds of cattle just the main clause
such a forgone glowing reaction
As the best smiles among dews' faction
Is an up close attainable page
As cloulds percolate their gate
And glances at a long devine love
Of this memorable day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
happy remembrances.. of happy times!