Like an Autumn leaf
I cling on,
Every fresh gust of wind
Feels too strong,
To this beautiful tree
I do belong,
To take me from it
Surely wrong,
But my time here will end
Before long,
Alone I will float away
Must move on,
Then to my beautiful tree
So long.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.....a wonderful poem