The clouds covered the skies and world
the framer said with pain: oh, an other rain...No...
the rain will perhaps destroy his farm
so he couldn't stay relaxed and calm..
drops of rain...
a wolf came near him...
ready to attack...
but he got wet and ran a way....
farmer looked at the sky, taking back his word...
Rain saved him as a means of God...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely and magical...true make me smile after cry..loved it_Soul