It was getting darker
It had breeze
It felt soft
But the Sunset brought it shine
Yes it was a beach in Rayong
With grey sky
With the seawind
And the big Sunset ball on the center
It was not the first time
It might be the third or fourth
It was
But with first smile...on my face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem