It was a peaceful and mild autumnal day
as the river Thames flowed upon its way.
Colourful boats were moored rank upon rank
as we picnicked there by the river bank.
People were walking with their dogs on leads,
as horse chestnut trees shed their precious seeds.
The branches spanned across the river bank
and conkers splashed noisily as they sank.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem