With a dove in a forest
I saw myself in a pond.
I saw my life in a mirror.
I went to your cottage,
Saw a woman named sparks.
I am sad.
My feelings are rosebuds
And I like you.
I’m like a story
With feelings inside a book.
The dirt is brown like my bluebird.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem