Tiny green shoots break from their earthly bond
Bringing tulips, hyacinths for which we’re fond
Magnolia trees and weeping cherry
Vivid white and pinks so merry
Lush green leaves of a weeping willow
As winds blow and clouds billow
Birds now wake me in the morn
No more am I to feel forlorn
4/9/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gr the true character of Nature.