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taking a trip
on a lazy sunday afternoon
walking down the hot country lanes
through the dense forest
over the shimmering lake
under the dense sunlight
on a pompous red carpet
across the bustling city
beside the red roses
beneath the dreaming tree-shadows
through the strawberry fields
into the light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love playing with combinations of prepositional phrases. Good poem. Nice Read.