A son of the soil
who came to show my foil
my little unsung toil
my soothing oil to this noel
Ease my pain
like a flower flowing down the drain
causing it sprains
Join my train
and,
enjoy this beautiful refrain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like it. A good poem, with a really nice flow to it. A great write.