Pierced the Rays of mighty sun-
To wake her up from slumber.
With head weighing like a ton,
She awaited for the thunder.
Shouts came, heavy steps in follow
Cleared her face, as slept near hearth.
Prepared she for yet another blow,
Calmness and patience she taught
And everyone called her Cinderella.
Very sweet and thoughtful and thought -provoking...sweet and tender...thanks to think like this with portic Mind...You are a budding poetess to sing the song of life.10++++++++++
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I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for your motivation. It helps me write more in a much better way.