The cloud sleeps in the mountain
The mountain wheedles and plays with the firmament
Even I and the birds
Sing a bohemian song
It's me
In a morning fresh
With the choir of summer
It's me
Endlessly dreaming on the grassy hill
With glistening dewdrops
The winding roads
The places we find
What a beautiful life!
Love and Roses
I will be an ambassador
For the happiness of earth.
October,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great! Awesome start.......... You may like to read my poems too..... 10 Naila
Thanks for your reading! I will visit your page and discover your lovely poems. Nice to meet you Naila Rais!