i take note of it,
and shall not forget it.
i am growing, and
sensitive,
shaking hands with
myself,
feeling my own warmth
and getting to
know who i am much
better than i was before.
bouncing like a ball,
risign to the sky like a balloon,
and bursting in mid air.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem