Life's little pleasures
Are the real treasures
That makes it twinkle
And provide it with a sparkle.
So take into the stride
The beauty of the ride
Instead of yearning for the destination
As the sole ambition.
Waiting for something big to happen
May with disappointment our spirit dampen.
Ah! let me take leave for I hear a musical song
That a cuckoo airs to me this idle idyllic morn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem