Came like a sunburst on the dew
Many around to love him
Life before, an innocent babe
No need to curb or chide him
This shining boy as he rose and grew
Met dragons who would destroy him
Gone, like a Mayfly passing through
With nobody there beside him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gone like a mayfly passing through... Gorgeous line, Sheena. Great idea. Tom Billsborough