I slept under the cold weather,
and woke up with a tiny feather.
Helen told me to find heather,
but i had no clue to wheter or not she was clever.
So i set off on my journey.
On the third day,
i was weak and weary,
Though i was given company by my two friends,
tweat and berry.
Suddenly i came up to a gender,
little did i know it was heather.
I'm afraid young Max, that you have a ways to go and a lot to learn so I won't put it on you at once. Please make sure the rhyming words actually have the same end sound. Now a lot of poets don't do that on Poemhunter. But it is a bad habit and I would like to see you avoid their bad habits. Also, always capitalize the word (I) . Not (i) . The rst is a little too much to get into right now, but you are young and have plenty of time. GW62
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I would like to translate this poem
i love poetry and if others enjoy reading my pieces then so be it... listen to advice but dont fret to much... dont write for others but instead write for yourself... you alone are the only judge that matters... i think your doing well! ! ! ! ! keep it up...