There was a tree,
a very lonesome tree,
for he had not a friend,
to pretent with and to play with.
Then one day came along a swing,
who wrapped himelf around the tree,
the swing started to sway and play,
the tree was happy for he had a friend.
The tree began to sway and play along with the swing,
along came a child who sat upon the swing,
the swing broke and the child left,
and the tree was alone once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely and clever.... dare i say the ups and downs of life... im not being flippant here, your write took me on a journey, the first part was quite traditional, then it lifted when the swing wrapped itself around (hugging, it seemed) and the child came, i assumed would be even more uplifting but the child ruined the companionship... i really enjoyed this...thanks karen