Once upon a time, there was a beautiful pink swan.
She had broken a wing and could not fly.
All alone in the forest, she felt sad.
Snow was all around her.
She walked with her webbed feet,
she could feel the warmth of the sun on her feather wings.
What's that? She said,
as she notices a bright gleaming sparkle
that shines through the tree limbs like beautiful diamonds.
It was the winter sun that hit the frozen lake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem