Hello, it's me
Just starting out in life
With the vast open plains in front
No boundaries to see;
The world is fresh and new
And not even springtime is here
Countless days ahead of joy
In my unfolding view
From the top, the world below
The heights of existence
Are all attainable
Today, with so far to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem