And there came a day of her birth
a seconds When stars glitter with strength
a minute like dazzling colours of the parrot
an hour when warmth and cold never hurt
a day i'd perfectly name Olaedo
a week as artistic as the sun ray
a month when the fields blossom in greenish ego
a year that gave us the gold we say
We would eternity swim in gladdened heart
possessing a perfect priceless piece of art
with which nuclear atomic bids could not wield
but with care and True Love our heart blend
thus our ugliness and barreness mend
and on the nineth bar of this second smile
i'd always be reminded of this blink that brought you this far mile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem