The white wings
hover at my window
to wake me every morn
I wonder who it is
where it comes from
little eyes gaze at me
as golden rays bathe me
lifting my melancholy
filling me with joy..!
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I would like to translate this poem
The white wings hover at my window to wake me every morn I wonder who it is - - - - - - - - - - a lovely thought to start a new day with