Everything is lined up because Martin helped,
Tiaan’s “wildlife farm” and tourist attraction,
with a model in wood, Nici with a fossil in
plaster of Paris, without Martin I would have
paid someone to do the trick, I’m an academic
myself, today schools require engineers and
private entrepreneurs… I’m so happy, at least
I washed the floor while everyone had their
own kind of fun! Thanking Martin in verse is
all I can do for his wonderful job in taking care
of the kids, checking that Tiaan cleans his shoes –
and Nici’s also, seeing as she covered all his books,
the feeling of goodwill in the house is permeating
everything…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem