Forty Words:
Ah! the glory of love's story,
September we met, I remember yet.
Joyfully you came to me,
Leaves were falling, autumn was calling,
Beautiful dreams coming true.
And here am I ~ with wings to fly
Romancing and dancing with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a wonderful write... a nice flow... Good use of words for a magical effect