The sun trimmed the night sky
Little by little as the stars said “bye”
a male humming birds hum
While he sip the flowers’ rum
Soon the gloom no more looms
While the morning glory bloom
The dew bends rays from the reining
Sun, splitting them into the rainbow colors.
Alas! As time sways
The clouds over the hills that lay
Come out, shielding the suns rays
And the chirps, buzzing bee,
All of the small critters, flee.
Noon, no sooner, the clouds pee
Showers that soak the earth’s
Skin, the sky no more lean different from its birth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem