Forty words:
Poems in rhythm and rhyme we hear
Fanciful words for a child's ear.
The youngest of hearts are of good cheer
For it's Maytime sublime ~ the joy of the year
When beautiful summer is nigh
And cold wintry days disappear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
deep thought on life..interesting musing in selected words..fine mood..10++