Though dark, a spring
Morning shined
In the songs of the early birds.
Under bright stars above me
Morning broke in the notes I heard.
The celebrating dawn
Joyfully wished for a new sunup.
Before heaven's blue sky soared
Songs woke
Around my coffee cup!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely treatise of spring. One of mine you may like is: - Home Is - Adeline