I skipped along, free as a lark,
there on the lane, there in the park.
Me heart was light, with joy o'er filled,
to hear the little birdies trill,
then whiff and sniff a daffydill.
I skipped along with natures grace,
tripped and fell flat on me face.
They skipped along in natures grace. This poem very brilliantly expresses humor and this is definitely very neatly drafted...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks very much Kumarmani Mahakul. I hopebyou got a smile