A field full of clover
Daffodils bending over
A lamb bounding around
No wolf to be found
Quaking Aspen whispering softly
Their prayers carried loftily
A puffy cloud billowed by
Trying hard not to cry
At the scene down below
With a marvelous spring glow
A puffy cloud billowed by Trying hard not to cry lol that's cute! well done. ~Nika
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wish we all had you're Spring fever, You're as eager as a beaver! Such a delightfully springy poem, thanks!