The kite probes the sky face
Fictitious the leading thread
The children hold the distant fantasy
The shade of children’s dream
Mirrored on the grass
The picnic linen covered the fruits of family happiness
Light the mineral water
Dessert share the family taste
The breeze blew hammock’s shade between the trees
Swinging on the grass
The gold front teeth astonishingly refract the sunlit
Seems the cloud understand why silver the hair
Lone to lean the cane
Fallen leaves strolled through the shadow of past
Echo on the grass
The twilight withdrew the line gradually
Illusion the child that cartoon has been created
The child ran off the grass
Joyful the family’s face reflecting the sunset
Folding the stable happiness in the linen of picnic
Homing birds flied over the grass
Igniting the last daylight
Lonely the exert to smoke the pipe
The old man left the grass
Staying the lawn alone over the night
The dew secretly played the lost tears of day’s joy and sorrow
Next day the washed morning face in green
Silent the lawn still
Bearing all the steps between heaven and earth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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