Red crown over the head
Ought to be the king with
Stinging armor to protect
Extremely useful for lovers
Tall, brown and handsome creatures
Rest always - one of their features
Epitome of patience that's what they are
Evergreen… Never blue!
Sailor's paradise, home for fishes
Eats and gobbles and digests the Sun
Always blue though, I wonder why?
Note: Sometimes you have to take a closer look at the past
and how it started to find some answers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem