There was a day
when I felt great
it was in may
by the back gate
The back gate is high
and I am a small guy
she was on the other side
I really had to decide
I called out: ' My Sweet'
she replied: ' Yes my Dear'
I didn't want to repeat
I did have some fear
So I opened the gate
expecting a debate
but she wasn't wearing a thread
didn't make it to the house,
we did it in the shed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is quite sweet. It does seem a little unfinished however it is still well written and did enjoy the tale to be told. Well done with this one and will definitely read a few more of yours soon. Rosemary