stranger, there thee well
a boy and girl play kiss and tell
the wind rocks a billowy cloud
the rocking of the leaves heard aloud
over there a butterfly plays
tries to leave,
but in the wind
decides to stay
the sun it hides
a mountain top
the moon with a wink
decides to drop
the day it came
and in the end, there it went
and into yesterday
the day's memories were sent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem