Under the dark is a star,
Under the star is a tree,
Under the tree is a blanket,
And under the blanket is me.
These simply good lines bespeak the golden attitude of a girl, as natural as can be, whom I could have loved well, too, if found for myself as a partner in life. Well done, Marchette!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I liked it, it was simple and calming