A single dropp as red as rose, is lying on the ground.
It stains the earth it’s fallen on and scatters all around
A few more slowly drip away and swirl in a sleepy haze.
It’s silently putting all into a sort of daze.
A single dropp that’s clear and blue slips down and then it falls.
Through the air and gaining speed that sadly betrays us all.
It’s followed rather hastily of others of its kind.
I wonder when they will all stop and who is left behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem