Summer Poem by hamid kareem
Summer
wet season has come again
the drying river and the muddy crocks
the moving hippos and the travelling swans
all sing praises to thee
with the first dropp of thy holy water
the birds have a singing galore
laughter and eerie songs fill the forest
and even the unborn can look into being born
for its a time of happines and wetness
I also really like this poem. yea i like the summer and this was a really good poem my friend also enjoyed reading your poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 4:55:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'with the first dropp of thy holy water' 'even the unborn can look into being born' these two lines in combine give an unearthly fragrance to this summer song...good work kareem *8*