High above the black night sky,
Big and round and shiny white.
A lone sad wolf stood atop a rock,
Howling, Howling to the
'Mooo-ooooon'
It was a short, nice, beautiful, and well done poem..you did this very well..well done_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
High above the blue night sky. Chandamama, beloved moon.