On a hill of endless jade
Red strawberries dotted the swathe of green
I hurried to sate my bulging wicker
When you surprised me with a nudge
I thought…
You were happily busy with your chores
And didn’t even know I was there
On our neighbor’s hill of jade
Picking luscious strawberries on the green
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the poem so much and the strawberry as well.Well written... Merna