I'm watching you sparkle
how pretty you are.
Simmering softly my very own star.
Once you where white,
then you blossomed and grew,
yellow, orange, red, violet and blue.
I know that you're here for a limited time.
But I love to watch you sparkle
in the warm sunshine.
Born of a hot sun
and a cold spring snow.
I watch you roll downwards then
off you go!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very well written...