Yay! soon I will awaken to warm sunshine
and little birds singing of springtime
there will be lovely clouds in a blue sky
o' what a wonderful day it shall be
there will be leaves on every tree
and pretty blossoms on the dogwood
and when a gentle breeze swirls my hair
I shall think of you momma, and smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem