That dictionary, the beautiful one, leading me
Online to the words woodland - amaranthine!
As they were gambolin with pure joy - one into
the other, and o'er - on another - bouncin like
Butterflie' mirrorin onto me eye', that very
Spirit - just about to land - into His poem..
03/15/2016 © Neran Sati
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem