my visit to this planet
was ever so brief
I wish that I could stay
but time is still a thief
it's almost spring again
I see a golden leaf
I know the poet said
that Eden sank to grief
I joined the mortal tribe
I never was a chief
I thank the universe
for this is my belief
there is a tiny island
surrounded by a reef
that waits for my return
with comfort and relief
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem